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Filed in FoodDon made those little Pillsbury crescents today. They were rather nummy. There’s something nice about having someone else do the baking, too, and then sitting and eating while they’re still warm, tearing off little pieces and adding blobs of butter.
In general, we’re eating more simply than before; foods that require a bunch of utensils that then have to be hand-washed aren’t as appealing any more, and it seems that we can eat well with fewer ingredients by shopping, more or less, around the edges of the supermarket.
The farmer’s market in Lodi is only for the summer, but there is one in Stockton that I plan to try out once my bike is again equipped with a healthy battery.
There will be more baking in my future. Now that I have successfully pulled off cheese straws, I can tackle things like jam tarts and muffins. To my delight, at Food 4 Less I found self-rising flour. Now, this is something that I almost never saw in Sunnyvale, and when I did it was ridiculously expensive, like $5 a bag. This bag was $2. Self-rising is what I’m used to and why I complain that my recipes never turn out right. Raised on goodies from the Be-Ro cookbook, a popular British booklet that contains recipes designed to work with Be-Ro flour, I have missed my self-rising flour (and am still missing my cookbook: it’s in the storage shed “somewhere.” ;)
The fact that there is such a thing as Food 4 Less is a wondrous discovery, as well. Companies such as Lidl, Aldi and the like started in Germany and then quickly became popular in the UK. They offer supermarket shopping without any frills: you bag your own goodies, the food is stocked high in crates, and the prices are cheap. I didn’t know that such a thing was available over here, but it is. I got a bunch of cans of pork and beans for 38 cents apiece.
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