You have to love local shops where they know what you want before you do.
Normally I go to the farm shop on Thursday or sometimes Friday. The other week I went on Monday.
"What are you doing here?" said the butcher.
"Oh I'm doing all my shopping on the wrong days this week, just to mess with people's heads!"
Recently he was handing out chunks of Red Leicester cheese, which was particularly tasty so I said I'd buy some when I'd finished up my Jarlsberg. I bought my pack of four Gloucester Old Spot sausages and the beautiful Thai lady pointed out she had a pack of five on the counter, so I did a quick swap.
Last time I went in they only had the sausages loose (sold out of pre-packs) so I asked for six. I was looking at the cheeses and she said
"Red Leicester?"
so of course I bought a wedge. It's called Red Storm, particularly flavoursome though a bit strongly salted, and coloured with Anatto (I don't know if that's good for you or not). Hadn't had any for a long time, but it was one of mother's favourites.
I went back last Thursday, picked up a pack of four sausages from the fridge cabinet along with some cold turkey and smoked ham, and a pack of four pheasant breasts.
She pointed out that she had a pack of six sausages on the counter, so I did a quick swap. I suspect she had packed them especially for me, usually they are in fours or fives.
I should marry her . . . except someone got there first . . .
Normally I go to the farm shop on Thursday or sometimes Friday. The other week I went on Monday.
"What are you doing here?" said the butcher.
"Oh I'm doing all my shopping on the wrong days this week, just to mess with people's heads!"
Recently he was handing out chunks of Red Leicester cheese, which was particularly tasty so I said I'd buy some when I'd finished up my Jarlsberg. I bought my pack of four Gloucester Old Spot sausages and the beautiful Thai lady pointed out she had a pack of five on the counter, so I did a quick swap.
Last time I went in they only had the sausages loose (sold out of pre-packs) so I asked for six. I was looking at the cheeses and she said
"Red Leicester?"
so of course I bought a wedge. It's called Red Storm, particularly flavoursome though a bit strongly salted, and coloured with Anatto (I don't know if that's good for you or not). Hadn't had any for a long time, but it was one of mother's favourites.
I went back last Thursday, picked up a pack of four sausages from the fridge cabinet along with some cold turkey and smoked ham, and a pack of four pheasant breasts.
She pointed out that she had a pack of six sausages on the counter, so I did a quick swap. I suspect she had packed them especially for me, usually they are in fours or fives.
I should marry her . . . except someone got there first . . .