I must say, people are kind. Mom got FOUR different compliments on her hat during the marathon shopping day that was yesterday. One of those was from a two year old, but still. The shopping day also afforded another special hat appreciation opportunity:
But before we continue with the shopping, a few photos from the Ugly Sweater Party hosted by Allene and Jeannine. I was a little stressed about finding an ugly sweater on short notice but was rescued by Darling Molly’s antique-shopping-ninja mom. Keeping tight tabs on the world’s trends, Molly’s mom, who, along with Molly, operates a couple of killer antique booths, has amassed a collection of ugly sweaters from which she let me borrow. Score one ugly sweater for FREE that I don’t have to figure out what to do with after. As it turns out, though, my ugly sweater was terribly commonplace. Jeannine and her husband John made their own gorgeously ugly apparel. And, fitting the typical tone of these parties, these outfits were both ugly and slightly inappropriate. Or at least Jeannine’s was.
And now for the Best Grocery Store Ever. In the last ten years, I’ve done a lot of shopping in a lot of different grocery stores across the US and a few in Europe, but with the exception of Dallas’ Central Market, a close second, Harry’s Farmers Market is far and away the greatest grocery shopping experience around. Once independent, they were purchased by Whole Foods a number of years ago, and we devotees were terrified WF would ruin our favorite market. Shockingly, they changed almost nothing. Harry’s focuses on local sourcing, but they also offer just about any specialty ingredient you could ever need. They have a prepared foods section the smell of which could make my stomach growl 17.6 seconds after eating Thanksgiving dinner. Their produce department is so beautiful it could inspire even my hot dog-devoted nephew to try something new. Maybe. It’s pretty good.
Now, it’s a special favorite thing of mine to shop at grocery stores in new cities. This love is perhaps not shared by all (normal) people. But if you love to cook, or really to eat at all, you should make a visit to Harry’s if you’re ever nearby. Here’s a peek:
Mom and I spent an unholy amount of monay at Harry’s, but we will be eating very, very well for the next couple of weeks. I’ll post some pics as soon as I cook something, but for now it’s off to watch the Incomparable Evan run his FIRST 5K. I haven’t seen him since I left New York, so it’s a pretty exciting day. Except for the fact that I can’t run. But whatever. The stationary bike is character building. I’m sure of it.