stocked

(last Thurs­day evening)

aaron:
“Hon­ey, it’s re­al­ly sweet of you to want to go out and buy all these things, but you can’t sin­gle-hand­ed­ly save this whole town.”

me:
*has a sad*

 
(last Thurs­day morning)

con­tents of our kitchen/pantry:

___ One can of Trad­er Joe’s chili
___ Two frozen whole chickens
___ TJ’s as­para­gus risotto
___ Half a loaf of rose­mary sourdough
___ Some hard boiled eggs
___ TJ’s frozen but­ter chicken
___ Half a pack­age of string cheese
___ Al­most an en­tire bag of Cal-Rose white rice
___ Two box­es of De­Cec­co lin­guine and one box of De­Cec­co bucatini
___ Five or six con­tain­ers of TJ’s in­stant oat­meal, some of them maple and brown sugar
___ A few cans of tuna
___ Shit to make Chex mix (that’s prob­a­bly expired)
___ Veg­gie straws
___ A bag of min­neo­la or­anges, half full
___ TJ’s pas­ta sal­ad, enough for Aaron and I eat din­ner once
___ One un­opened bag of Tim’s Cas­cade ket­tle chips
___ Some (cheap-ish) jars of Finnish caviar
___ Green onions
___ Lots of tea, al­most a pound of coffee
___ Pre­na­tal gum­my vitamins
___ Pos­si­bly a cou­ple cans of soup? Maybe? I hon­est­ly don’t know
___ Pop­corn ker­nels for stove­top popcorn
___ About nine Cad­bury mini eggs and half a bag of spice drops
___ Two choco­late bars, one Moon­struck, one Seat­tle Chocolates
___ Ran­dom condi­ments and hot sauces
___ A soda stream for mak­ing car­bon­at­ed water
___ Some lemons
___ An ab­solute shit-ton of booze

—emi­ly duchaine

Flom­mist Emi­ly Duchaine lives in the Pa­cif­ic North­west. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and lis­ten to the Talk­ing Heads. She pre­tends to be a pro­fes­sion­al busi­ness­woman most days. Copy­right © 2020 Emi­ly Duchaine.

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