I have an Achilles Heel. Well, two actually. Hershey Kisses and Hahn’s End cheese.

If I were to get stranded on a deserted island, the three items of food I would want most are Standard Baking baguette, arugula, and Hahn’s End cheese or maybe Appleton Creamery goat cheese in olive oil–that stuff is amazing.

I might have to amend that list while I try to stick to this diet. The cheese? I expected to crave that. But Hershey Kisses? I spent a couple of hours raking leaves with Groom yesterday and then hopped on the elliptical for about 20 minutes. That’s enough to work off, like, one hunk of cheese or maybe one kiss. The chocolate kind, not the bow-chicka kind.

And mushrooms!!

Groom and I went to the Bath Farmers Market yesterday and I immediately tried to avoid the cheese purveyors. But, my god. Hahn’s End City of Ships is unbelievable. It’s what you want all sharp cheese to taste like. So, Groom bought a wedge to bring with him to a party he went to last night and I bought a hwee wedge for myself. I then watched Groom purchase a container of Appleton Creamery goat cheese in olive oil, but I abstained. I feel like I should be sainted for that act of abstinence.

What else yummy? I picked up some chicken from…I can’t remember the name of the farm. Maybe from Maine-ly Poultry in Warren. And, we tried to get some salad greens from Squire Tarbox because I like those guys. I don’t know. They just seem so nice. If they have arugula with holes in the leaves, I’ll still buy it from them. They just seem like nice folks. But, my lazy fatass got to the market late today and I missed out on the Squire Tarbox greens. We bought them from Goranson Farm instead. We had already purchased some scallions and potatoes from them because Ima gonna grill me up a nice chicken dinnah today with some mushrooms from Oyster Creek Mushroom Company. (I’m sorry. I don’t know where that voice came from.)

I like to support Goranson because, this winter, the Bethel Chamber screened Goranson Farm: An Uncertain Harvest, which I did not go see but have heard great things about.

I just reread that. I am a jackass.

Epilogue: In case you’re curious, the person I want to be stranded with on a deserted island, if I have to choose, is Groom. Isn’t that the most annoying answer ever?

lunch yesterday: broccoli, boiled egg, white bean salad, and a bit of leftover sirloin from Wednesday night

Reminds me of the time I was hanging out with some friends and we were talking about those lists–the list of five people you’re allowed to sleep with if you ever meet them (James Hetfield, Jason Varitek, Ryan Gosling, Jason Bateman, and Junichiro Koizumi); the person you would want to be stranded on a deserted island with (mentioned above); the three types of food you would bring with you (mentioned above); the three books you would bring with you (The Scarlet Letter, Old New York, God of Small Things); and finally “If you were stranded on a deserted island and you could have a picture of any part of the body of the opposite sex–or, if you prefer, same sex–what body part would you want?” (Wrists, for me. The back of a man’s wrist kills me.)

(I’ll admit, in light of what I’ve just written, that linked video is a little disturbing.)

Back to the picture. My friend Hugh sat quietly for a moment, reflecting on the question, before saying, “I would want a 5×7 index card with a short paragraph outlining the qualities of a strong, interesting, and powerful woman.”

We all stared at him. Stunned and…well…slightly annoyed. Really?

“If I can’t have that,” he said. “I’ll take boobs.”

He also has “Jane, the woman who works on the third floor” on his List of Five, so…..