God I love grocery shopping. I love going in with a fistful of coupons. I love comparing prices. I love getting the receipt at the end and seeing that “you saved $X by shopping with us!” K and I went to 3 different places last night. Yes, a hot friday night date, I know. We’re such the grownups now.

I love the Dekalb county farmers market. I strongly suggest anyone who’s spending any amount of time in atlanta check it out. Their fresh produce is great, and cheap cheap! And very exotic. I don’t even know what most of the stuff is. Strange spikey fruits and leafy veggies. Who knew there were different varieties of bok choy? Lovely. I always try to buy something new each time. Last night I picked out some swiss chard. RED swiss chard. I’m told that I will like it if I like spinach.

Snotty hippies love the farmer’s market for their organic selection. The have lots of organic dairy and meat products, too. Exotic meat, like buffalo and ostrich. But all of that is expensive (organic = $$$). And I am poor. So produce from farmer’s market, and hormone and antibiotic injected meat from Krogers (BOGO free pork loin, yay!) One day, I will be able to afford organic everything. Damned hippies.