Since I was in Yonkers for work today, I decided to stop at an actual supermarket and load up on supplies for tomorrow before heading back to Brooklyn and its tiny, cramped grocery stores.
The Stop n’ Shop parking lot resembled that scene in Blackhawks Down where some of the armored vehicles are rolling in loaded with wounded while others go back out to continue the fight. I flicked my cigarette as I approached the door, grabbed a basket (for mobility), and put my shoulder down as I headed in the door.
I must have blacked out, because 20 minutes later, I was back in my car, receipt in my pocket for $44.65 worth of ingredients that I’d need for tomorrow’s menu (of which you’ll see plenty tomorrow).
I also managed to spend $47 (a bottle of Bulleit and a reasonable botr of Cab) at the liquor store, which I feel is very fitting considering it’s Thanksgiving for 2 at Fort Kickass.
I just finished buying my turkey from the new BBQ joint down the street (slow and low is the way to go), where I made the chefs jealous of what I’ve got planned. I’m in the holiday spirit, it seems. Now, for that much needed/deserved drink.