Monday, October 17, 2005

Apples. How you like 'em?

Any chance I get to quote Matt Damon, you know I'm in
Last night as I braved the windy weather to do our weekly grocery shopping (solo, because Scott is sick with a cold) I noticed a young couple discussing apples in Dominion's mediocre-at-best produce section. At first, I was a little confused as they discussed the merits of the different apples (he did not care for McIntosh apples, which he deemed "only good for baking"). She did not care for Granny Smith ("too tart"). I forget what they settled on, but it struck me that grocery shopping as a couple was clearly new for them. I wondered why they didn't just buy a few of each apple so that they would both be happy, but they seemed focussed on finding a middle ground, an apple they could both live with. Probably not a bad way to be in the beginning of a relationship.

They seemed to be moving in the same basic direction as me through the grocery store. I was curious to see what would happen in the soda aisle (would she cave to his Coke demands, or get her own case of Diet Coke? Skim milk or 2%? Tuna and soup preferences? White or whole wheat? The list of potential conflicts is endless, and that doesn't even include the pharmacy aisle (2 ply vs. 3 ply anyone?). I remember when Scott and started living together, the only thing I would not allow in our home was Hamburger Helper. He attempted to debate me on it, and quickly realized it was futile. We tend to eat meals together, which we jointly prepare. He seemed to have a hard time with all the vegetables I included and protested at first. The vegetables stayed put and again, he eventually gave in. He even sings the praises of my mixed green salads (rated "the best in the world" according to him). I liked Kraft dinner, he liked Shake and Bake chicken. Both still make appearances on occasion (that's the compromise part). Still no Hamburger Helper, and he knows better than to eat straight from the pot a la his days in university residence.

I'm not sure what the point of this post was. I guess I just got sentimental thinking that October 24th marks 7 years together. We are both taking the day off to lounge and relax together. I'm not sure what the date will entail, but I'm sure we'll find something we'll both enjoy (meaning no zombie movies or chick flicks, no Sports bars or Thai restaurants).


  1. Hey! I'm sick with a cold too! Tell Other Scott I feel his pain.

    I am the kind of person who needs to shop alone, which is fine because My Scott's not so into it and he trusts me to bring home the bacon (except as a vegetarian I don't often bring home bacon. Veggie bacon, maybe). I like that alone in the grocery store time, but I also enjoy the few times a year (pre-cottage vacations etc) that Scott comes too.

    I am also very picky about apples. It's one of the things I only buy if they're organic and I like the sweeter apples (gala, fuji, ambrosia) because they taste better with almond butter on them.

    My Scott likes Macs. Tomata, Tomato, Potata, Potato...


  2. I'm home sick today with Scott's cold. He had to brave it into work (poor guy).

    I'm with your Scott, Macs rule. My Scott does not eat apples unless they are in juice format.

  3. you know, i'm a big fan of granny smiths ... but it appears that non-single women are Mac-eaters ... i may have to consider a switch ;)

  4. I HATE red delicious, to tell you the truth.

    "I wondered why they didn't just buy a few of each apple so that they would both be happy"

    That's a good observation, Katress. I don't know why folks are afraid of trying new things? You never know what you might discover (when it comes to food, that is)