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hyounpark and I were feeling pretty lazy about Thanksgiving this year; thankfully crschmidt and jpallan had their ish together far better than we did, and invited us and several other friends over for a proper turkey dinner. (Yes, "proper dinner" meaning served at noon. I don't think I could ever be done cooking in time to serve at noon when I've hosted! :D )

Meanwhile, I think we're about to become those people, those bougie yuppies (yes, Grandmother, you were prescient re calling me a "yuppie" at age eight, ahahaha) who get their organic coop groceries delivered; I've just discovered that Instacart has expanded to include both my neighborhood *and* the local coop. (AND Something Gud in the 'ville, but their selection of hyperlocal artisanal foodstuffs doesn't include basics I rely on like canned tomatoes.) My early 20s self squeed over Kozmo delivering video game rentals and pints of Ben + Jerry's. My mid-30s self is squeeing over the idea of rolling out of bed on a Sunday morning, placing my grocery order, and having it arrive before my husband's woken up. Also, to not having to shovel the car out when it gets inevitably covered with the cold white stuff this winter, just to go get food.

In further foodcentricness, I am very excited about the foie gras sandwiches at Ames Street Deli, which just opened. Coconut brioche, green curry, pineapple, mango. There is also a rabbit mortadella sandwich on carrot bread, which just delights me immensely even as it horrifies hyounpark. (Him: "We both had rabbits as pets when we were kids, how can you possibly eat one?!" Me: "... but they're delicious? And prolific?") And a poutine sandwich. I suspect I know where I'll be eating after ice skating this winter.