Apart from berries and cevapci sausages there is something else that’s clogging my freezer.

Bread. And lots of it. There’s the skinny little rye bread that’s great with hummus and eggplant salsa and a little rocket on top, or else toasted just with avocado, lemon, salt and pepper and a weak earl grey tea with a splash of milk ( ask the Hungry One how to make it, he makes the best tea in the world, one of many reason’s why we’re getting married next year…).

There’s the soy and linseed from Sonoma bread company that comes with the real soy beans in it. I love it so much that I …

I have to admit it. I don’t think there’s going to be a nuclear holocaust anytime soon.

As much as any respite from full time adult work would be welcome( because really, the novelty of that wore off a while ago)- I don’t think there’s going to be any kind of situation where the Hungry One and I have to bunker down in the apartment, not step outside for days and subsist on only what we have within our four walls.

We even made it out during APEC.

So maybe I should stop shopping like it’s going to happen..

It’s a bad habit. There are certain things that I just can’t seem …