Jun 26 2000
I'm seriously worried about our
I’m seriously worried about our sanity. Robert and I placed an order with homegrocer.com (an online company that delivers groceries to your home) and then promptly got into the truck and drove 4 blocks to our local grocer to pick up some dinner. How kooky is that? You’d think we’d be sensible enough to pick up all of our groceries at the neighborhood store. But our mutual loathing of grocery shopping…and our embarrassment at ordering dinner from the same Chinese restaurant three nights in a row forced us into this silly situation. Sometimes I wish I were the culinary artist my mother is, but I feel completely daunted by the prospect of planning meals and shopping for all the necessary ingredients. Actually preparing the meals is another thing altogether. I’m so tired of our usual meals…take-out, frozen dinners, fast food…that I don’t feel like eating. Help!! Julia Child!!! Where are you? The even bigger irony behind all of this is that our folks talked us into registering for an arsenal of cooking implements (yet another hoop we had to to jump through before the wedding). What the heck am I going to do with a garlic press and nutmeg grinder?
