I have noticed lately and actually thought about my Grocery store trips and their bounty… I have become a little bit annoyed at the rising prices, the bad quality and lack of produce, and to be honest, my appetite has bern in an evolution. At my ole’ woman stage, I have begun to understand the strange eating habits of my Granny Ellis, my Great Aunt Emmie, and my Daddy. Some days my tastes call for things that make no sense, boiled eggs, breakfast for dinner, fruit is something I crave more, chicken is my mainstay alone with fish but lately I can come home with items that make no sense, at least to most. But my main winners are fruit, whatever is looking the most edible, (apples, grapes, kiwi, strawberries, bananas) with good intention salad lettuce of some kind, again what looks best. Chicken breast or tenders, eggs, cheese. But I can come home with canned soup, tuna, chicken pea pastas, protein bagels, and salami. A trip to our local farmstand Farm 99 yields vegetables that are fresh and delicious… broccoli, new potatoes, squash, tomatoes, pineapples, pomegranate, varied peppers, eggplants, and mushrooms of all kinds. In other words… my staples from the Grocery store rarely change, but my soul and heart is fed by what i gather at the farmstand. My ole’ woman self may eat differently than I used to, but I love to bring home the good things in tiny portions to enjoy….