A Later Class
The yoga studio I practice at has opened up a location about 20 miles east of me. I know that may seem like a long way to travel for a one hour class, but on occasion I do make the trek as sometimes getting to that 7AM class, even though it is just four blocks away, seems too early and too far. When it does, I opt for the 10AM class one town over, and justify it with a trip to the farm store, and shopping at one of the places I can get really large sizes of things like heavy whipping cream and half and half, which I use a lot of when creating recipes. Sometimes I come home with one of those rotisserie chickens to use for casseroles, too.
As an aside, you might want to keep an eye on your own cart if we are in one of those big box stores at the same time. I’ve been known to park my cart in an out of the aisle location, and wander around a bit to look at the books, plants, or garden furniture. When I’m done I have, on occasion, latched on to the cart nearest me, which may, or may not, be mine. 😉 Believe me when I say that this is not a function of my age–not even close. I recall doing this in my early 30’s when I was overwhelmed by a first ever visit to a supersize grocery store when on a trip to the San Francisco Bay Area. By the time I realized that I was not pushing my own cart anymore, it was too late to track down the original cart pusher. Our food choices seemed to be similar but I do wonder if there was anything in my original cart that would have given pause.
Now, let me tell you about what happened yesterday after that 10AM class three days ago. In Home Cooking with Kate McDermott, which I’m hoping you might have, I wrote about my mom’s porcelain egg coddlers. It’s on page 22 if you are wondering. I gave them up a long time ago, thinking that I would never need them, and have always regretted doing so. Youthful folly perhaps, as they were both charming and useful, two attributes that are nice when paired together.
There’s a second hand store in which I like to wander after class. I look at this and that, but rarely buy much. So, can you guess what I found tucked away on one of the shelves at the store yesterday? That’s right! Two beautiful shiny silver topped egg coddlers like mom used to have! The price was right, too. Only six dollars for both– in my budget which made them even more attractive.
I scooped them right up, marched over to the counter, and bought them posthaste. I did restrain myself from telling the store’s proprietor all about the ones I let go, but I thought you might like to hear about them, and if not, well, thank you so much for humoring me while I shared a few memories today. 🙂
Here they are. I’m not sure what I will name them. Flora and Fauna, perhaps?