gone shopping…

This evening, we had pizza for dinner. I don’t know where they ordered it from, but it was really good. I dug into both the Hawaiian pizza and the meat lover’s, but the meat lover’s actually included barbecue sauce! Which was interesting enough, but considering I don’t generally like barbecue sauce… how many slices did I eat? I don’t remember, and I wouldn’t tell you if I did.

I was about to go out, but they started a movie for the kids, called Little Miss Magic, and the first name to appear on the screen was Russ Tamblyn. Then, while we debated how old the movie was (the acting was pretty awful), I debated over how old Russ Tamblyn would be in this, and he had to show up soon, as his name appeared first. He would be the most noteworthy name in the movie, of course.

Now, for you non-musical buffs out there, Russ Tamblyn played Riff, the leader of the Jets, in West Side Story and Gideon, the youngest Pontipee brother, in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. Since those movies were filmed in the 50’s and 60’s, and the movie we were watching was made in the 90’s, I figured he had to be at least 60 in this movie. The first wizard-ish person to show up didn’t really look like him, and how much could he have changed?

Not all that much, apparently. He showed up with curly hair gone grey and smoking a pipe, with a voice that sounded just like it did in Seven Brides. Crazy. Nowadays, he’s known for being the father of Amber Tamblyn (Joan of Arcadia, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants). But to some, he’ll always be a Jet. To me, he’ll always be youngest redheaded Pontipee brother.

I wanted to take a trip to Woolworth’s, the local grocery store, perhaps to buy a few things, but definitely to get out and see what things looked like in an Australian grocery store. And of course, no hurry, with no kids in tow. How could grocery shopping be so exciting? I don’t know, but I had a great time. I had no trouble finding it, and my driving skills are holding steady.

It didn’t take me long to go down the candy aisle, where I discovered some Cadbury Dairy Bubbly bars. They were supposed to be full of light and luscious bubbles, and to have an aerated center. Well, this certainly needed exploring. Though I discovered later that it wasn’t actually fizzy (how can it be bubbly, but not fizzy?). One of the girls suggested I was probably supposed to let it melt in my mouth, and then I’d feel the bubbles. Chocolate with rules, really? I tried it, but no luck. If it hadn’t been so delicious, I’d want my money back. I thought I was going to taste a fizzy chocolate bar. I don’t think I’ll ever recover from the disappointment.

I continued down the aisles, on the lookout for anything new and interesting. And everything was, because the brands were different, the names were different, the varieties were different. Things we’d have in the health food aisle back home might be normal. Free range chicken eggs that hadn’t ever been refrigerated were in a regular aisle, with no refrigeration. You can get strawberry and chocolate milk, but I’m pretty sure you can get banana milk, as well.

The coffee and tea aisle was there, but in a different arrangement than in the U.S. There was a ton of instant coffee, and then the bags of coffee beans were almost an afterthought, and I don’t know if any of it was ground. No fancy flavors. Though there were a few instant cappuccino mixes, as well. And then there was plenty of tea, but again, no fancy flavors. Perhaps some chai, but mostly your English Breakfast and Earl Grey teas, and a few other flavors of that sort. They like their tea, and sometimes coffee, Down Under, but not with all the extra dessert-style flavors, like some Americans (including myself) like.

I came home and had some of the tea that Mrs. B received for Mother’s Day. It was a box with a variety of flavors (didn’t see anything like it at Woolworth’s), including Earl Grey, English Breakfast, a few green teas, a chai, and “liquorice legs”. Yes, that’s what  it’s called. I had also noticed that any licorice candy at the store, it is also spelled “liquorice”. Made me wonder whether licorice actually had liquor in it, originally, or even liqueur, perhaps. I didn’t find anything on that, when I looked online, just that the licorice plant is apparently a legume. Does that make it related to a potato? [I stand corrected, it’d be related to a green bean or peanut.]

Anyway, the “liquorice” tea was listed as having peppermint flavor added to it (what were they thinking?), so obviously, I won’t be touching it. I had chai, and each container actually held tea leaves, so I put my tea into a silver tea infuser, dropped it in a mug, and then waited for the kettle to boil. Culture and refinement, here I come.

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