I live in the woods, you see. There is virtually nothing out here but deer camps.(and me). About 7 miles away there’s a old liquor store. The old coot who runs it only has beer in any quatity. A few old dusty bottles of hard stuff. Except Jack Daniels, He drinks that so there is always Jack available. No candy, chips, crackers. Nada. He had a few outdated cans of potted meat and coke that has been there so long the cans are vintage. Thats it.
There’s a crossroads of the state highways about 12 miles from me. Son-of-a-wrek and family lives close to there. At the crossroads there’s a country market. A nice clean little place. Their prices are a little precious, if you run out of TP it don’t matter how much, I guess. The meat market is stellar. They have their own sausage mix that’s great. Again, pricey. I love that little store. Any where else I go is 37miles one direction and 24 the other. So, I count on the little store. I knew their schedule and who worked there. It is altogether a good thing. Guess what? Just take a guess. Yep. Went out of business. Not enough patrons.
I now live in the richest country in the world and I live in a food desert. I never believed this could happen to me.
Even here. Where there is nothing. Wal-Mart has priced out and run off my little market.
It’s a bad, bad, bad day in beckdawrek’s little world.
Richest country in the world? ������
Time to stock up when you go to town, I guess.
Too bad about the butcher shop. A really truly good one can be very hard to find, even in a big city.
I am a stocker-upper hoarder type, anyway. I’ve lived out here long enough to gage what I’ll need. I will miss the meat market alot. I have been buying the sausage every time I stopped in and they had some out. I have a few pounds in the freezer. But, man this is just discouraging.
What, even Amazon won’t deliver there?
Nope. I have to drive to the little town (24mi) to the post office. FedEX will bring to my rural route box but no further. It’s a good ways from my front door. I don’t trust any package there. We have done it, but rarely. UPS won’t even come down the county road because it’s unimproved ,(slippy, sandy, gravel)
Hey, I dated Sandy Gravel in high school!
I’m going, I’m going.
^^I bet she just rocked your world.
Hey, wait. I think this is a sign… you’re going to run your very own General Store!
That was a childhood dream of mine… old guys playing cards on top of the peanut barrel, impromptu jam sessions on the rocking chair-filled porch. And I’d stock whatever I wanted: “The dash-mounted roach clips? Between the handmade mandolins and the Millennium Falcon treehouse kits. Here, have a Circus Peanut.”
Obviously you should be doing the whole self-sufficiency/living off the land thing. Teach your dogs to hunt. What’s the fishing like around there? You should have a huge garden and raise chickens, hogs, sheep… Have a milk cow you can milk every day… On the other hand some people like goat milk…
^^The only thing on your list that I don’t have or do is milk a cow. I don’t want anything I cannot bring indoors if we ever have a blizzard. I know the odds are slim. But I worry. Hunting and fishing is all Mr.Wrekker does in his retirement. He has a beagle hunting pack. And all the accoutrement needed to hunt for years. I grow a big garden and preserve and can a bunch.
It’s just the principle of the thing. And, God I love that sausage. It’s called 'bacon sausage. It tastes just like you think it should. I swear I’m gonna hunt that butcher down. I bet he will go somewhere to ply his trade. Beckda-sherlock is on the case. The games afoot.
ETA my son came here awhile ago. He came to borrow cornmeal and get eggs. He’s already missing the store. He always gets eggs from my chickens. But the cornmeal was something he woulda got at the store.
Put in an acre or so of field corn. I think the Vita-Mix can grind it down to cornmeal for you!
I sympathize. We’re about 30 miles in either direction to a town big enough for a store. The little ink dot where our post office is located is about 24 miles away. We got ten different ways of crazy when a Family Dollar opened across the street from the post office!
30 miles to a dinky Safeway, over 50 miles to WallyWorld, and the huge, exciting event is to drive over 100 miles to Sam’s Club!
So, yeah, you got to plan ahead. Or you damn well eat what you have on hand!
I’m sorry your little market with the incredible sausage is no more, Beck.
~VOW
Peeps don’t realize there are still remote places in the lower 48. I hear you about the Family Dollar. My little town got a Dollar General last year. You woulda thought it was the Pyramids going up. Alas it’s still 24 miles from me. I go to the bigger town to Walmart about once a month.
*Every day she makes her coffee and checks the SDMB,
Posts a lot in Thread Games and avoids checking GD,
It’s just another day.
Putting on her clothes, stepping into shoes,
Ensuring her wallet’s in her raincoat,
It’s just another day.
At the Walmart thirty miles away, she finds a deal,
Figures gas costs and finds it’s an expensive meal,
It’s just another day…*
I love it. That makes me feel better. TY.
Eat Mo’ Possum*
**This was a bumper-sticker on our '73 Thunderbird when I was growing up. Didn’t make sense then, doesn’t make much sense now. Except for you. *
Oh, and Sedona Orange Metalllic
You are quite welcome, Beck. It was fun to do.
Now you know. My Daddy had a Thunderbird. Can’t remember the year model. It was very dark green.
(SOM)
But was he crazy 'bout a Mercury?
Was he crazy 'bout a Mercury?
Was he gonna buy him a Mercury and cruise it up and down the roads?
Doesn’t Mr. Haney come by every day to sell you stuff?