Maybe I’ve told you this before. If so, my apologies in advance, but here goes. My roommate and I have a summer tradition we love. After work on a Friday night, we’ll head to Winston Salem and spend an hour at the mega thrift store there. Once we’re shopped out, we make a stop at Trader Joe’s and grab some of our favorites.
- A baguette
- Triple cream Brie with mushrooms
- Green and kalamata olives in herbs
- Ginger beer
- Dark chocolate peanut butter cups
- Crunchy little cucumbers
We then head to a little patch of grass right in the middle of downtown, where we plunk ourselves down on a colorful blanket and have ourselves a merry little picnic, much to the envy of the passersby (we’d like to think).
It’s the best start to a weekend, since it is simple and delicious and entertaining.
Picnics are useful for quite a wide variety of occasions. Sunday noon comes and you don’t have plans? Corral a few groceries into a basket or stop at the grocery store, and head to a park for the afternoon. You’re having a birthday and don’t want to organize a big bash? Just park yourself outdoors and have everyone bring something tasty, like I did this year. You need something special to make a Monday a little less wearisome? Take your dinner and a blanket, and eat it somewhere unusual, whether it’s in the woods behind your house or the roof of the neighbor’s apartment.
Something about sitting on the ground and eating with your hands just makes life a little better, don’t you agree?
A year ago: Roman