I got a care package from my mom yesterday. Inside I found wrapped presents and my childhood stocking to put them in, some chocolates, school photos of my gorgeous little sisters and some money to help out while I continue looking for a job. But I was most excited about the bricks of Tillamook cheese she sent! Before moving I just assumed that Tillamook was a big enough, good enough company that you could buy it nationwide. I was wrong. And oh how I’ve missed it.
I think I’m adjusting fairly well to a new side of the country- at least to the big things. I’m learning the new roads and complicated freeway systems. I’m holding up to the colder winter temps. I’m familiarizing myself with new laws like winter street-parking bans and the fact that you can’t buy wine with your groceries. But there are some little things I miss dearly. Things I didn’t give much thought to when I considered moving. Or I knew it would be hard to come by them on the East Coast but I didn’t know how much that would bother me. Things like:
-Pike/Ninkasi/Pyramid/Elysian microbrews (Mostly they just have Sam Adams on tap. It does not compare.)
-Having a Starbucks closer than a 45 minute drive (Although it’s probably best for my budget that the expensive coffee drinks are a little further out of reach.)
-Safeway and QFC (We have Stop-and-Shop and Price Chopper and I don’t love either.)
-Rain (Yeah, I actually miss it. It has only rained significantly twice since I’ve been here. I feel like something is wrong.)
-Movie Theaters (Like Starbucks, the closest ones are about 45 minutes away. I guess people don’t watch movies in Connecticut?)
-Jimmy John’s (I looked online before moving and learned that there were no stores nearby my Aunt’s or by Derek’s. I almost considered staying in Seattle just for the sandwiches.)
So, when I visit home I plan to double-fist a Kilt Lifter and a non-fat vanilla latte to wash down my veggie sandwich while walking in the rain to Safeway to buy groceries (and wine) for dinner after taking in a movie. I will over indulge in all the things I miss about Washington. For now, I will savor the deliciousness that is Tillamook cheese.
Thank you Mom. You’re the best!