It is crazy how much effort it took to procure freshly ground almond butter this week.
The machine at the regular store was out of order and no one knew when the replacement part was coming in.
The manger offered me a free jar of any of the shelf brands but I refused.
Almond butter is the favorite part of my day.
I eat a tablespoon of it every afternoon and I insist on the freshly ground variety.
It just tastes so much better.
So I called same store in a different neighborhood and was surprised to find out that they didn’t even have a grinder.
And when I eventually did find a store that offered this luxury, I had to locate a grocery clerk to refill the grinder because it was out of almonds.
Then I had to walk to the other end of the store to get the quart size container because apparently, at this store, people only buy pint sized servings.
So, I finally have almond butter.
But crazy as how much effort it took to procure it, even crazier is how little effort I put into other things that definitely matter more.