I’m not yet trained to drink coffee, eat icecream, and meals out on my nearby shopping street in the Central West End.
City life, cafe life eludes me.
I mostly still entertain at home…including entertaining myself.
You’ve seen those little tykes in grocery stores with their tiny carts and the tall flags that say, “Shopper in training”? Well, we were never trained to shop. We were trained to work: to make and grow and fix and mend what we needed.
“Do myself” was the family motto.
“Waste is sin” the subtext to the string drawer. “Waste not, want not” sewn inside our skins.