But in life, I find that you often have to take time, take stock, and remember to look for and appreciate the little things. A family friend is coming up tonight and treating me to dinner, so I have some great seafood to look forward to. But I realized that, after tonight, I would have to eat again at some point in the future, so I went to the store today to replenish my food supplies.
The stores are all different than in St. Louis, in that, their names are different, and not much else is. Went to a Shaw's somewhere down the B line. It was nice, it was huge, it was still more expensive and likely not as good as most of the stuff that I can get at Trader Joe's (can't beat a 2 lb. bag of tortilla chips for $3.50). I was expecting to just get a few things that I can't find at Joe's and get out. But, as I said before, you have to remember to look for and appreciate the little things. As I went through the cereal aisle, I found this:
This is the elusive Honey Graham Oh's, the Hercules of breakfast cereals. Take Cap'n Crunch, and make it a million times better, and you come close to the awesomeness of this cereal. There are illegal drugs which are weaker than this stuff. I loved this cereal as a child, and clearly still do. But it has been increasingly hard to find in St. Louis, making appearances from major supermarkets, to dollar stores, to just about ceasing to exist entirely. I had believed for the longest time that I would never see it again, and had forgotten about it almost entirely.
Until today.
Because as I wandered the aisle of Shaw's, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but thine holy nectar of breakfast foods? At last, I have rediscovered this wondrous gift, this breakfast manna from heaven. No, I don't know how healthy it is. No, I don't care how much it costs. I got it, and I am pleasantly impressed with Shaw's market now. They may not have everything at the price I want, but damnit, they have the Oh's, and that'll be enough to keep me coming back (though, really, only for the Oh's).
Am I a child for being so excited over a breakfast cereal? Probably. I don't care. Because, I think it's the little things that you have to savor. And for today, I found the best breakfast cereal that money can buy, and if that makes me a little bit happier, then I think it's a good thing. Far better than worrying about the reading that I'm behind on (again). Yeah, I'd rather be excited for cereal than depressed over books.
Pax.
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