Today I was easing down the aisles of my subpar grocery store, feeling a little languid from being sick, but happy to be food-shopping nonetheless.
I plucked up some items from the left, some others from the right, and then stopped dead in my tracks. Something I had never given a second thought to suddenly jumped out at me and demanded to be thrown into my cart and wheeled on outta there.
This thing was something I did not have, yet needed desperately. A veggie tray with lid. Up until now, I had always placed all my cut vegetables onto a dinner plate, with the dip in some little bowl or ramekin. After the veg-feasting, I would cover the plate with plastic wrap and shove it in the refrigerator on top of some month-old item that I was trying to ignore.
Everybody knows that the plate invariably tips over and sweet little vegetable bits roll around in the refrigerator like so many decapitated heads.
I didn’t internally debate the pros and cons of buying this thing, because it was total pros all the way, but I did have a very long mental conversation afterward about why it took me so long to buy one.
It sort of struck me that maybe I was living with the mindset of a 24 year old. 24 year olds don’t own things like that because they don’t have families to cut up vegetables for, and they only eat beer. Well, maybe they go to a lot of parties and bring loads of vegetables, so there’s that. OR! They like to eat dinners off of giant, separated plates so none of their foods will touch.
It’s not just veggie trays- I don’t own lots of things that real adults own. Only last year I got a deviled egg tray.
But I know why.
I suffer from Impermanent Establishment Disorder. I just made that up, but doesn’t it make me sound so interesting? It’s because I move around a lot and don’t feel settled.
Dig it: Moving = packing up loads of shit = more nervous breakdowns on top of those that moving already causes. So I don’t buy extra things. Dinner plates work for everything, and I’ve gotten used to that over the years.
As the checkout lady passed my veggie tray over the laser glass, it was as if I grew emotionally 15 years worth. I was to own a piece of kitchen equipment that, 1. served a specific purpose, and 2. was large and unwieldy.
There’s no turning back now, but what to buy next? Tell me your favorite piece of kitchen equipment, please.