"Give us this day, our daily bread."
I think Jeanne and I have been singularly blessed. We started off our married lives by spending four months in Spain. Then, during our earning years, we worked really hard for our daily bread, and truth be told, spent a good deal of time worrying about whether we'd have enough for our retirement. As it turned out, our efforts were rewarded and we now find ourselves comfortable and once again living in a country far from home.
One of the things that make living here in New Zealand an adventure, are the products for sale in the markets I frequent. Jeanne is the gardener of the family, and I, the hunter, gatherer. (That means that I do most of the grocery shopping.)
Today's post will simply show you a few of the places I frequent as I gather our daily requirements. I'll start by showing you Daily Bread, in Point Chevalier. It's in an old bank building.
I generally get a baguette and either a plain sour dough or what they call a 'seeded' sour dough.
These dragon fruit look so exotic, I thought before I bought one, that their flavor would amaze me. In fact, they are bland and therefore disappointing.
I've talked about this stuff before, but not for a while. This is coconut vinegar with spices added and is terrific.
I often buy these cookies. There are lots of flavors. The one I have at home right now is green tea. Peanut and taro are my favorites though.
So, there it is. A very quick look at a few stores that provide Jeanne and I with our groceries.
See you next week. -djf