When I was little I imagined that $75 of groceries would look like so much more than this. In these bags are the recipes to three meals to feed me this week: marinara spinach orzo, sesame ginger tofu with broccoli and egg quesadillas and some milk and cafe bustelo. That’s it.
I just ordered a piece of buffalo chicken pizza and the guy pointed to it and said “this one? It’s spicy, you know?”
Sometimes it hurts me to think about how much more beautiful NYC would be if people just picked up their dogs poop and didn’t spit their gum out on the sidewalk.