More Christmas Cheer

We've just been to the supermarket again; this really is becoming a habit. It seems to be a habit for a great many other people as well. Where do they all do their shopping when it isn't Christmas? One of the great mysteries of life always used to be "where do all the flies go in winter", but I believe that this one about shoppers is even greater. Presumably they all have to eat, unless of course they are all slimming down after the annual winter bingefest that is Christmas, and all now back on their Atkins diet, or whatever is the latest fad.

I gave some thought, as I steered the trolley dutifully around the store, that maybe we should be doing something about supporting the local farmer's market. But are we really ready for such an experience. Having been brought up on supermarket fare for so long, would it be possible to stand in line at a market while those ahead in the queue all discussed the merits of various fruit and veg and working out how best to cook them. Supermarkets do tend to be a fairly quick way of shopping, assuming that the till roll doesn't run out, or that the person in front has not bought too many special offers that require the price label to be peeled off each of them.

And what if, when at the farmer's market, you were asked what sort of cut of meat you would like and what weight it should be. In supermarkets it all comes ready packed, and you get whatever they choose to put in it. Making those sorts of decision is not obligatory, unless you decide to go to the meat counter. On reflection, I think that we shall have to stick with the supermarket, and just wait for mysterious disappearing shopper trick to manifest itself again in the new year.