My preferred way of shopping and eating is foiled, time and time again, by my dreadful neighborhood supermarket, the Fresh Grocer. Thought I’d get a roasted chicken, but it appeared shrunken and dark, left to roast and sit in its plastic coffin far too long. The idea for a Tuscan bean salad faded fast: they do not sell canned cannellini; only dried. The texture of their zucchini resembled golf balls; why waste the saffron and wine I’d have cooked them in? A mushroom risotto, perhaps? Shitakes were shriveled in their baskets, well on their way to a cellophane sack. Sigh. What’s a gal to do?
Make soup. With ingredients I can count on:
Zuppa del giorno
One large sweet onion, chopped
2 organic carrots, chopped
2 stalks of celery, chopped
fresh herbs (parsley, thyme, bay leaves)
box of chicken broth a colleague brought you when you were sick. water works too.
1/2 pound of dried cannellini beans, soaked overnight
salt and pepper
Soup is simple. Saute the first five, then add the rest and cook to your heart’s content.
Though living in University City requires one to behave like a hunter-gatherer, things could be far worse. Practice gratitude.