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Today I dragged cute Samuel to three different grocery type venues – all in the name of food. 

Glorious.

Food.

Central Market – produce galor.  lots of organic-ness.  lots of organic people. 

Farmer's Market – produce galor.  lots of fruit flies.  but it feels more organic – it's fresh from the farmer.  right?

Costco – produce GALOR.  like you can only buy their produce if you have a family GALOR to eat it.  i filled my cart to the brim and then proceeded to try to become a magician and fill it some more.  samuel had to get out of his cart so i had room for bottled water.  i made him help push.

Luckily, two of the venues had lots of nice sample people who fed my toddler.  baked ziti, fresh squeezed orange juice, chicken nuggets, chocolate cake.  balanced meal, i'd say.  And when he tried to reach for a strawberry at the farmer's market (isn't everything a sample?), the nice man gave him (and me) a grumpy look that said "get your hands off my produce", which he did (I actually had to remove his hand).  But the nice/grumpy man made up for it when he sold me on the benefits of bee pollen (which I bought).  Anytime anyone says "it gives you more energy", I buy it.  It's a problem.

But that's how I spent the last 4 hours of my day.

All in the name of food.

(We host Gourmet Club tomorrow night – pics to come!)