Next week, on March 31st, it’ll be two years since our favourite butcher shop closed down. Somehow, it seems longer though. The other day I realized that one of things I was missing most, beside the quality meat, the friendly service and the butcher’s inoffensive flirting, was the weekly walk into the village on Saturday morning. I do most of my shopping on Friday, when I take the car to our local supermarket, although it’s only half a mile down the road. Dragging two to the brim filled shopping bags, which each seem to weigh a ton, home is very bad for my back though. So the car is indispensable, especially when it’s raining and you need a third hand to hold the umbrella.
My new Saturday morning walk incentive.
Any idea what it is?
So the Saturday morning walk made a nice and feasible difference. I therefore decided to re-instore the tradition. And a few weeks ago I trotted down the road again, equipped with my Portuguese handmade shopping bag, which I use for my light-weight shopping. In order to force myself to keep up the habit, I’ve invented a new incentive and goal: our local bakery shop and the pharmacist.
On Friday I phone the bakery to put in an order for the next day. And to make sure that I pick it up in the morning – the best time for a brisk an refreshing walk – I also make sure that I need to drop in at the pharmacists’, which is closed on Saturday afternoon.
Yesterday’s walk was very nice. The sun was shining, yet the air was crisp and clean and the somehow chilly, yet not unpleasant north-easterly wind made my cheeks and ears tingle.
A 'French tradition' loaf
Moreover, I was very pleased with what I had ordered at the bakery: a rustic loaf of bread called ‘French tradition’. It looks like a giant baguette; way too large for me to eat on my own. So I cut it in half and gave one of the two halves to my mother. The best way to enjoy it, is to cut it in 3-4 cm chunks on which you put a generous helping of creamy cheese, pâté, rillettes or butter and jam.
Luckily I can share it with my mother.
I have a feeling that I will be taking many more Saturday morning walks down the road to pick up one of these beauties!