Weekly trip into town

Category: Serendipity | Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:16 pm

I go into town once a week, to do grocery shopping and other tasks. "Going into town" isn't like a trip to the mall, not by any means!
First, I needed to stop by the feed store to deliver the last jar of our honey to the manager who loves the stuff. He paid me for the honey, then gave me a six-pack of broccoli starts for the garden. "I need to get these out of the way," he said. Nice man, bad liar.
Then I went to the local food pantry with a bag of bell peppers. Fresh vegetables! People were peeking in the bag and comparing notes about how their mama used to make stuffed peppers. I got a couple of good recipes out of that! By the time I walked out, most of the peppers had, too. I love folks who appreciate nice veggies!
Then I went to the bank, and ran into a neighbor who lives down the road. While we were standing in line (there is a line since no one is in a hurry and the tellers know everyone and their kin and inquire as to everyone's health) he told me about the 10 acres on the road being sold, and who bought it and what they intended to do with it. Sounds like we are getting some nice new neighbors. Hope they like bell peppers.
The bank teller Cynthia plays in a handbell chorus at the Methodist Church and we talked about the upcoming birthday party for the residents of the nursing home. She and her fellow bellers are the entertainment, and our church is providing the cakes and punch. I asked her for tickets to the Methodist Church's Holy Smoke Barbecue, but she didn't have any.
However, Cara Sue at the post office did have some, so when I was at the PO mailing letters I got two Holy Smoke BBQ tickets. Don't tell anyone, but the Methodists do a better BBQ than the Lutherans. Lutherans can cook really well, but they insist on including noodles in their BBQ plates, and noodles just don't go with BBQ. Beans, slaw or potato salad, brisket, and cornbread--that's what makes you say "Holy Smoke"!
Then to the grocery store, where my checkout lady Tina told me she had tried two of the recipes in my cookbook, and both came out well. Even the kids liked the oregano chicken and they only eat chicken fried (previously--now their palates are becoming more sophisticated). We had a lively discussion about fresh vs. dried herbs, and how to substitute one for the other. The lady behind me in line had an opinion or two on the subject, and we all enjoyed a nice conversation. Did I mention no one is in much of a hurry in town?
Last stop was the library. The librarian on duty was all by herself, and asked if I could take the desk for a few minutes while she took a break. I told her I had groceries in the truck, but I could manage 15 minutes. She made a beeline for the bathroom, poor thing! Of course a couple of acquaintances came in while I was manning the desk, and I found out about a get-well card I need to send, and that a set of new parents have settled on a name for the baby--naming him after the daddy's daddy. Original!
I left home at 8:30 a.m. and got home at 11, and that was one of the shorter trips.
Now y'all know why I go into town only once a week.

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eileen wrote on Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:25 pm:

Your trips into town sound like so much fun!! I think I'd find a reason to go at least twice a week.

mart wrote on Fri Nov 02, 2012 12:38 am:

LOL !! Sounds like Mayberry !! At least I am not the only one that never meets a stranger !! And if I do,, they won`t be by the time I leave the store !!