Rotisserie Chicken and the Single Person
There we were. Three single persons of a certain age on a Friday night in line at the grocery store. How do I know we were all single? Each of us had carefully placed our $5.99 rotisserie chicken on the conveyor belt along with our accoutrements of choice.
My dinner was an all-natural rotisserie chicken, (soon to be) roasted asparagus, mixed greens, and an organic chocolate bar with candied ginger for dessert.
The gentleman behind me was having herb-roasted rotisserie chicken, a Salad Bar tossed salad with ranch dressing, and some strawberry Greek yogurt for his dessert.
The woman behind him had also selected the herb-roasted chicken, and unabashedly chose to enjoy hers with a corn muffin from the bakery and a pint of Häagen-Dazs chocolate ice cream.
In the end, I was the only one who ducked into the neighboring package store for a bottle of Merlot, but I am sure a good time was had by all!
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Image: Mizzi Hajos in dancing costume from the George Grantham Bain Collection, Library of Congress, 1914.
this reminded me of years and years and years ago when I was a grocery checker, and how I would make up stories in my mind about the people coming through the lines, based on what was in their baskets.
Right? I found myself wondering the same thing about these folks!
it looks like she’s flying… flying awayyyy… flying away from the rotisserie machine!
Isn’t she weirdly lovely?
love the observations…that is some of the best entertainment for me is to watch people and their dynamics…
It was fun to think about: OK, now what are we going to do? How will your evening shape up?
Grocery stores and airports have the best people watching. :-)
I totally agree! : )