The happy place

Today my wife and a I took a romantic trip in the red Volvo to buy groceries for new years.

It will be a celebration of the world, with Wiener nougat from Finland and French island dip mix from Sweden.

And antipasto, possibly from Italy

From the whole world

Avocado and oranges from far away

What was remarkable is that I’ve been looking for the Wiener Nougat several consecutive Christmases, but luck has eluded me; nobody likes this anymore, and I think of this guy in ”no country for old men” who doesn’t recognise the world anymore; suddenly it seems populated by green haired people with bones in their noses.

today, however, there was a single box left.

Just the one.

And I know this for a good omen.

I’ll use it to ensure the coming of a good new year.

While I celebrate the end of this one.

And that all of this were from the same little store in the middle of nowhere, it’s not lost on me

The significance.