Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Breakfast for Dinner

When I went grocery shopping today I did not have bacon on my list. I was thinking about soup for dinner. In fact I already had the stew meat, carrots, and potatoes in my basket. I also had cereal, which is my normal Breakfast fare. But when I walked passed the bacon, I found myself staring at the packages as if I had been struck. When was the last time I had bacon?

Without forethought or planning I picked up a package and put it into my basket and made my way to the milk and eggs then towards the register. While waiting in line, I was again thinking about the soup, how I would brown the meat, till it was dripping and sizzling, slight brown, but not cooked through. I thought about pealing and cutting up the potatoes and carrots as I lay them on the conveyer belt. Then my hands found the package of bacon and I found it hard to think of anything else. I was so preocupied that I dropped my credit card, while trying to hand it to the girl at the register. She gave me a annoyed teenage look which made me even more flustered, so that it was not until I got the groceries to the car that I remembered that I had just spend four extra dollars on bacon and I was suppose to be on a diet. 

I wanted right then and there to go back into the store and hand the bacon back. I could say something like, I forgot I already have some I have not used up yet. Or I still have some in the freezer I forgot. But for some reason I could not. Instead I drove out of the grocery store parking lot and headed home, thinking only of the bacon. Till coming round about a mile from my apartment, I remembered the potatoes and carrots and meat, already to be made into soup. And I was back to planning my dinner as normal.

Still when I got inside my apartment I put the carrots, potatoes, and stew meat away first and left the bacon on the table with the eggs. I had finished putting the rest of the groceries away and had pulled a fry pan out before I realized what I was doing. Of course there was nothing for it, but to forget the soup and just have bacon and eggs for dinner. And it was glorious.

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