why wy?

Had a wonderful day, despite having an exam tomorrow, can't seem to get into study mode. Listening to the Wallflowers now, and it fully captures the vibe of the day, laid back, relaxed.

It all started with a good breakfast - you can't go wrong with a croissant dipped in molten chocolate and hazelnut coffee. The croissant was store-bought (I haven't had home-baked since nick, my first housemate, who was generous and unafraid of butter), the sauce made by melting dark cooking chocolate and adding some cream at the end (so that it doesn't harden when it cools and looks glossy) and the coffee came in a tea bag. Which isn't real expresso coffee but I like it gentle and mellow.

Picked up my race winnings, took a stroll to the supermarket, and much later, found a food blog that celebrates food, good writing and a love for the supermarket (my no-longer-secret guilty pleasure). Here's what Orangette has to say:

Human beings, I believe, come in two varieties: there are those who love to go to the grocery store, and then there are the rest. According to modern taxonomy, both varieties fit within the category Homo sapiens sapiens, meaning “very wise man.” According to me, however, those who prowl the produce section and dally in the dairy aisle are something else entirely. They are of the subcategory Homo sapiens sapiens sapiens, meaning “very, very wise man.” Or so I like to tell myself.

For me, going to the grocery store is less about buying than it is about being there, less shopping than a sort of sensory steeping. The grocery store is not only a place for purchasing, but also for observing, for ogling, for stacks of crisp-smelling boxes, bright colors, and big ideas. It is a place of promise, neatly presented, aisle after aisle, edible and otherwise.

I will bake a quiche tomorrow I think.