Buying Food

I took my dad to the airport today, he is going to Europe for about three weeks. Ordinarily, I'd probably be extremely jealous, but (a) I'm going to London the end of June and (b) I don't think Europe is ready to deal with my father for 3 weeks. I wish him the best of luck. Watch out France, Belgium, England, and Portugal.

Anyways, I was left some money to go and buy food, which I did. And you know, I've often felt that I live in a state of arrested development. I read somewhere that adolescence in America lasts until age 26, which I don't doubt in the slightest. The funny thing, most of my friends are in the same sort of position. There must be something about liberal, college-educated young males stuck in this vacuum of grad/professional school that does something funny with their brain. Needless to say, I went grocery shopping at Whole Foods, because I've wanted to check it out. Plus, I wanted to have the experience of an entitled, urban, professional person who pretends/is socially conscious about their food supply. And of course, I do have a fondness for wandering around grocery stores. Check.

But I got home, and I figured out what exactly I had bought. Mind you, this is what I need to eat for like, two weeks.

1 - pita bread
2 - hummus
3 - 2 frozen cheese enchiladas
4 - a bag of black beans
5 - a single cup of yogurt
6 - a block of cheddar cheese
7 - some cereal

Anyways, I got back, realized what I had done, and then decided I needed to pick up a few more things. Plus, I had only spent half of my allotted food quota. So I went to Rainbow. Here's the list from there.

1 - Phish Food ice cream
2 - a bottle of Mexican coke
3 - a bag of rice
4 - a tub of salsa
5 - one lime
6 - a case of American coke

You might as well scratch the Mexican coke off the list, since I drank it while I studied for property.

Now to be fair, there is some food here. There's a bunch of frozen pork/chicken that I could grill, and I do have some chips for the salsa. I suppose there are some eggs, and some milk. But I was looking at what I had bought, and I thought out loud, "What the hell did you just do?"

So anyways, if anyone wants to have a gin and tonic sometime at my dad's house within the next two weeks, feel free to come on over. Just make sure you bring the gin and tonic. I will supply the lime.

Or if you have some cachasa, we could make caipirinhas. That would go better with the Brazilian feast I think I'm going to attempt on Monday after my property test.

Speaking of, if anyone has any ideas on how you would define property, and why you should care about it, feel free to let me know. I think a philosophical conversation of that sort would be helpful preparation.

I'm going to go have some salsa.