Yesterday I ran some errands and happened to notice that an Indian grocery has opened up near my home.
So I picked up paper clips and copy paper and proceeded to meander for a few in the grocery aisles (which I haven't done in a very long time in my regular grocery because there are far, far too many people there).
This grocery was small and pretty nondescript. No super creative decor. Not a huge selection.
But there was enough here to make me feel like I'd stepped one toe into a different world. A world where I could find spices I don't normally see. A world where I could see vegetables that look nothing like the vegetables I usually cook.
Bins full of bittermelon and Thai green eggplant.
Shelves with ghee, Rusk Elaichi, masala chai, and ribbon pakoda.
It provided a brief venture from my world, which has become so isolated and quiet these past almost 11 months, into a place that felt new and exciting.
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