Yesterday I said I would sit out this pandemic and took up
my former student’s offer to shop for me. Then, this morning, a good friend
called and asked to have lunch. She lives in the neighborhood, so I would only
have to walk a few blocks to a restaurant that is never crowded (though the
food is good). I said yes.
We spent an
hour talking about the coronavirus and what we believed and didn’t believe.
She’s been much less cautious about it than I have, riding the subway, meeting
people. In fact, her lunch date for today with two other friends had canceled
on her. I had slept pretty well and think what I feel is just the common cold.
After
lunch, I went grocery shopping—and spent $84 on what is mostly staples. I’d
been in California last month, so my refrigerator had been almost emptied, and
I hadn’t gotten around to replenishing staples. So...
2 boxes Nature’s Path Heritage Flakes
a dozen eggs
1 liter olive oil
1 liter 2% yogurt
2 small containers of coffee yogurt
half-pound of goat gouda
1-pound box penne
half-pound butter
(into the freezer)
1½ cups milk (I wanted buttermilk, but there was none
1 pint blueberries
1 pint grape tomatoes
5 bananas
a fennel bulb
10 ounces mushrooms
1 pound of salmon
I would not
have felt comfortable asking my former student to buy all of this. I wore
gloves throughout and while putting away the food once I was home. I’m still
staying away from the subway.
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I’m
participating in the 13th annual Slice of Life Challenge over at Two
Writing Teachers. This is day 14 of the 31-day
challenge. It’s not too late to make space for daily writing in a
community that is encouraging, enthusiastic, and eager to read what you have to
slice about. Join in!
