Grocery shopping in a small town
Today I learned a recipe for carrot pie. Yes, that’s what I said – carrot pie. Today is grocery store day for me and with granddaughter Trin staying with us, she and I took off for the weekly ritual. It was really nice to have some young bones to reach up and down to get all those things. She also kept up with the list that kept me from having to and made sure I didn’t leave without everything on it. Of course, everyone that knows me asks the question, “Which one is this?” The poor child never gets to just be a granddaughter; it has to be she’s the middle one’s oldest child. Anyway, back to the carrot pie.
We had quite a few groceries so I let the little old lady with the walker and just a few groceries go ahead of us. Out of the blue, she asked us if we had ever eaten a carrot pie. I have had carrot cake, but never carrot pie. She said that it was so much better than pumpkin pie and told me just to substitute carrots (run through a blender) for pumpkin and make the pie. I can’t wait to give it a try.
How many of you have trips like that to the grocery store?