Yesterday I needed five things

that I can only buy at Whole Foods. Butterworks Farm  (the only yogurt I eat unless it is an emergency), organic this and that (Miss Emma is coming for T-giving and eats only organic food. Of course, my kosher turkey isn't organic - but close enough), organic meat for Marty and me because I don't want those hormones and god-knows what else, and Farmer Stoopnagel's local  organic, cage-free eggs that have a hand-written sell-by date on the egg carton.

To keep this art-related, here is my sketch of the yogurt carton. Now you know why I don't draw. I could have erased the unfortunate lines with a vintage Pink Pearl eraser but they are packed away because the painter is here.

I get home with 200 bags of stuff ( and find that Marty, bored without my presence, has gone to bed for the night).  So, martini and steak for me, all alone:-(

 But what about ice??? You know my ice situation -- and deciding on a new icemaker is another (boring) saga.  In desperation, I turned on the fridge icemaker - but I can't use those horrible, bulky big cubes in my drink. The blender doesn't chop ice very well, either.

Lightning Ice Cube Breaker to the rescue!!

I bought this somewhere a few years ago, before we redid the kitchen and put in the late icemaker. Used it for a while, then put it on the kitchen shelf with a few other vintage items. Last night, took it down again. There was apparently a square green Depression Glass ice-catcher, long gone. I use a glass.

In went the big, ugly ice cubes from the  freezer.

Works a treat, even if the ice tastes a bit rusty.

In went a couple of these wonderful lemon and garlic-soaked olives I had bought for Thanksgiving (will they last?)

Isn't it lovely?  Went great with the steak.  I was happy, despite eating alone.

I did go visit my mother yesterday and took her picture with my iPhone, which she was admiring and wondering if she should have one. (the answer was NO).  I showed her the picture on the phone and she was horrified at how she looked, but I thought it was a nice picture, considering. She looks a bit wistful.

On that note, I shall end Monday's recap of Sunday's non-adventures.  Now, breakfast and then to work!!

P.S.
I can't keep my blog art-related these days 'cause there isn't any art happening -but that will change, eventually.  Thanks for reading anyway - and remember - your comments make my day.

P.P.S - I urge you to spend some time reading Trav and Kacy Williams' compelling and moving posts about America's small farmers (the farms are small, not the farmers - but you know what I mean) on the blog I referenced at the top of this post. Trav and Kacy are young and beautiful and travel around the country finding these amazing people and interiewing them.You simply must go there -- even if you just read this post about Henry Young.