The grocer smiles when I walk in

The grocer smiles when I walk in because I love to go to the grocery...Have ever since I started going to the A&P every Saturday in Westfield Mass.

I love my Massachusetts roots, and I love my 45 years in Minnesota, and my visit to the grocery yesterday proves my point.

I bought New England Brown Bread (as I often do).
I bought New England Coffee (hard to find).
I bought Minnesota Twins salted-in-the shell peanuts packaged in a white pinstripe bag. It beckoned me to take it home so that I could send it to my Twins-loving Colorado family while it's still early in the season.

So Luke and Katy, the picture of the peanuts is on the blog, and the peanuts themselves are on their way to you after getting mailed tomorrow. Enjoy them when you have a chance to catch a game.

Isn't Spring a great time of year?

Comments

Vivi said…

Well, I might not enjoy a baseball game, but some shelled peanuts sound good! I love that you can find some New England reminders right there a mile from home.

April 23, 2009 at 8:58 AM

lil' mama said…

Sweeeeeeeeet! Just in time for a birthday and some baseball :)

And yes, Spring is a great time of year!

April 23, 2009 at 8:34 PM

Hilary said…

New England coffee? What kind of a taste does it have? I've never heard of it before.

April 24, 2009 at 6:07 PM

Spring in a bottle

Sal and I both like tulips, so while winter still has a loose grip on Minnesota, we're enjoying some "bottled freshness". I remember planting tulip bulbs with my Mom when I was a kid growing up in Massachsetts I can still recall the frangrance of the bone meal that we always poured into the hole before pressing the bulb gently into place. I think they might be my favorite flower.

Welcome to the Wisconsin North Woods

Nana and I love going with very long-time friends Steve and Pam to their wonderful old Eagle River, Wisconsin cabin, about 250 miles from our MN home. The four of us generally drive up in one car. My assignment is to bring car snacks for everybody. Fall is great for apples and cheese, and some baked goodie, like cookie or brownie, plus nut-or-snack mix. The in-car visiting is non-stop. We decide when, where, or whether to do Friday night supper. Painted glass piece hanging in the cabin window overlooking loon-populated Bass Lake (Eagle River, WI) The fire, essential to a great northwoods cabin experience most months of the year. The boat and the dock at bottom of the cabin hill. The water level low due to the unusually dry summer in these parts. The driveway up to the main road. Bass Lake

The Gentle Smith Matriarch

We met in 1966 when she was 18 and I was 22. We began dating soon afterward, and as I recall never disagreed on much. Our childhood homes were 3000 miles apart and we loved Minnesota and each other, so we got engaged in July 67, married in December and moved into a house with a teenage foster daughter. This was followed by , Daughter 1 the following September, Daughter 2 three years later, Daughter 3, a year and a half later, ..and eventually Son, 3 years later. There were also about 15 different short-term teen-foster boys in those years. The gentle matriarch has worked her whole life, hard. I went to college nights for a few years, she worked outside the home part-time while the kids were growing. She spent frugally, loved lavishly, and has always cared first and foremost about her family. She is a gentle giant who has brought love, fun, discipline, imagination, good food, and artistic, creative homemaking to our big family....and as I write this she's preparing for Easter Dinner...

PTCPapa

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