For the past twenty months, small food stores have been my go-to. Cooking at home has become chiefly a triple-daily play. Even when traveling, I pack road lunches and flight food.
Recently we were in Charleston, SC, and I happened upon a great little market. Upon checkout, the shopkeeper and I struck up a conversation. I told him I loved the exquisite selection of goods in his intimate space, and he replied that they had everything necessary for breakfast, lunch, or dinner; it was just that you had to prepare it. That thought has stuck with me.
Small shops help me refine ‘what’s for dinner?’. No longer do I love rambling through an overabundance of choice (so much anxiety!), preferring instead to cook close.
The other night after a dinner of Lentil Soup (the stock made with the carcass of the very best turkey we have ever had) and a Green Salad with buttered toast, I started to reread Alice Waters The Art of Simple Food. I found it just where I want to be this season, at the table and cooking from scratch.
Every day dress, small food stores.
A few of my favorites beyond my ultimate favorites of roadside stands and farmers markets:
K & 8th Street Market, South Boston MA