my mother’s kitchen
my mother makes polenta, and on the cutting board some mushrooms and zucchini and things are. she tells me in a voice of damnation and disappointment that the food co-op in arcata has forgotten its mission. in the beginning, she says, there was nothing at all in the mission about presentation; the mission was organic food, that’s it, and minimal packaging, and prices the community could afford. now it’s all about the presentation, and the prices are unethically high. she prefers costco.
but it’s a warehouse?
she shakes a knife at me and says, you’re the problem. it’s snobs like you: but it’s a warehouse! you’re to blame for what happened with the co-op.
costco is the new co-op?
costco is doing a very good job feeding the masses. and they have organic food. of course it’s a warehouse. i want it to be a warehouse. i love costco.