I Caught Myself Wanting MORE Today

I went grocery shopping today, with the entire family no less. (That is always a fun adventure!) I was looking for two meat items, a pork roast and chicken of some sort. I could not find a pork roast in the entire meat department, and have not been able to find one for months now in any store I've been shopping in. Do people no longer eat pork roasts? Did I imagine myself cooking them in the past? And when I went down the chicken isle I did not like the assortment this particular store, not my usual either, had to offer.

"This is it?" I found myself repeating this question, in disgust, out loud.

I had to check not only my volume level, but also my thought process. I looked at the quantity of meat surrounding me and re-evaluated that thought based upon the knowledge that there were quite a large number of animals that gave their lives for this rather obscene quantity of food in front of me right now.

But the problem for me was that I was not finding that just right piece of meat that I had envisioned before I left my home. And here is the crazy part, I believe in using the whole animal, not just consuming the "prime" cuts of meat. I mean, I really believe in that concept. So why had I succumbed into that mainstream prime cut consumer? It's the farthest thing from where I usually am.

I am a little embarrassed at myself today. And simply shocked that I wanted more to choose from, when usually I am appalled at the vast over quantity to choose from.