Sometimes I can understand how my adamantly single friends view coupledom as a little pathetic. However, I do not apologize for finding joy from a Sunday afternoon spent in a fresh food market. Holding hands while choosing grapefruit, getting lost in towers of peaches and splurging on elaborate cheeses can be just as lovely as a candlelit dinner.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
These situations bring out the unapologetic domestic in me. As we speak, I am alternating between trimming the ends off green beans, twisting the lids off spices, crushing garlic. Sure, we are likely to end up with plates on our laps in front of the television. However, in the midst of a swirl of bills, emails, deadlines, invitations, it feels refreshing to focus on something as hedonistic as a good meal.
Now, if you'll excuse me, the chili-garlic green beans are waiting.