We didn’t go to church yesterday. Instead we went to our nephew’s 7th birthday party. On the way we stopped off at a supermarket. It was incredibly busy. It’s been a long time since we went to a supermarket on a Sunday, and we avoid Saturdays too, whenever possible. For the first time, I’ve seen queues at the self-service tills. Isn’t it sad. This is what people spend their weekends doing.
Last night I watched The People’s Supermarket on TV and got cucumber envy. Last summer our next door neighbour gave us a home-grown cucumber. It tasted wonderful! It tasted like cucumber. I had forgotten that cucumbers have such a distinctive taste. Now we are back onto the supermarket mass-produced cucumbers and their nothing taste.
A few years ago, we stopped buying ‘value’ tomatoes. I was sat at the kitchen table one day, eating a tomato, when I realised that if it was the only one I had ever eaten, I wouldn’t like tomatoes. From that day I have only bought vine ripened tomatoes. Today a similar thing happened. That vine ripened tomato tasted just as insipid and bland as the value tomatoes had a few years ago. Now, I know it’s February, and I know that I shouldn’t be able to eat tomatoes in February. Do I decide to go without until summer?
I always thought my children were very fussy. There are many foods they won’t touch, which I think are delicious. Now I wonder whether I’ve been feeding them second-rate, tasteless food, relying on my childhood memories of how nice it should be. If they had only eaten cucumbers that tasted of cucumber, or tomatoes genuinely sun ripened while still on the plant, or strawberries still warm from the June sun, would they like them?
Now many people spend a large proportion of the weekend in the supermarket. I think it’s such a shame to spend so much of our valuable free time on something which, in the end, results in something so unsatisfying.