And yes, the olive oil shelf IS my favorite in the whole store. Except maybe the fancy cheese section. Oh wait, my grocery store doesn't HAVE a fancy cheese. Well, if it would, THAT might be my favorite section. Might.
There's just something about those beautiful glass jars with that gorgeous golden olive oil. It's just so, for lack of a better word, purty. Inspiring. Timeless. Universal. Greasy. Well, it's greasy in a better, healthier way. Honestly, I think I could subsist on the basic, ancient foods of humanity. Wine in glass bottles. Crusty, whole-grain, artisan breads. Wheels of cheese. Freshly-pressed olive oil. All variety of fruits and veggies, herbs and spices. Raw honey, straight out of the comb. Of course, there would have to be some red meat in there somewhere, but eating cows is definitely not a new idea, so that fits in the ancient category too. And to top it all off: fresh, raw, whole milk. Yup, if I could afford it (and had someone to do my cooking), that's what I'd live on. Classic food. That's what I think of every time I see a jar of olive oil.
I know. I'm weird. Or maybe I'm just a sucker for glass bottles. But that is a whole different subject.
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