With a prompt of warm colors today, the options were completely limitless. Yet, I somehow managed to end up with a doodlewash of some cherry tomatoes from the grocery. They were literally the first thing that popped into my head as I think these little tomatoes are rather pretty each time Philippe and I pass them on our grocery trips. The plastic shell is a dead giveaway, of course, that they aren’t going to be really farm fresh when it comes to actually eating them, but they can at least add a warm burst of color to salad. Though going to the grocery can often seem like a chore to some, Philippe and I adore grocery stores. It’s the first thing we rush to gleefully when we visit Paris and just about everywhere else we travel. It’s fun to see how the offerings change just a bit or in the case of Europe, quite a lot. Though we are certainly sad to leave Paris because of our friends and family, it’s also a bit bittersweet to say goodbye to all of those products that we simply can get back home. Our grocery obsession is simply an offshoot of our love of food in general. And as Thanksgiving approaches next week, we’re already starting to get a bit giddy with excitement!
We have no family here to celebrate Thanksgiving with, so one would likely assume we’d just give up bothering with it and go out have a lovely Chinese dinner. But, thankfully, Philippe has embraced this day, which was totally new to him when he arrived, and gets excited to create the full traditional Thanksgiving menu. Well, traditional items reimagined by a culinary Frenchman (the recipe for his stuffing in in our cookbook and it’s the highlight of the day! Delish!). Since Philippe cooks by feel most all of the time, he often asks me what he put in something or how he prepared it. I assume he must just be talking out loud to himself in reality, because the thought of me actually knowing anything about cooking is ludicrous. Though I have gotten good at remembering ingredients for things on our grocery trips and can often remind him if he’s forgotten something. I feel a little glow in those moments as though I’m somehow helpful after all in the kitchen, beyond the cleaning up.
And as darkness falls almost before we get home from work these days, the brightest light can still be found in my heart. I adore this season and every little routine and ritual that it brings. Even without our extended family, we still have a wonderful time with our little family of three. Phineas will get a little extra something in his bowl over the holidays, and his dad and I will enjoy evenings filled with sparkling candlelight. In the rush of the day, I only hope to pause long enough to enjoy each evening and make the season last as long as it should. This year, time seems to be sailing by, and though I’m excited for the upcoming holidays, I’m even happier when the anticipation lingers just a bit longer. I have a profound love of all of the simple things in life. I can’t imagine that life would mean much of anything at all without them. Though I adore the events ahead, I think most of the time, I love the moments in between the most. The little ones that I probably won’t remember even a few days later. Or the practically silly ones that defy definition, like that moment I sat down to quickly doodle a plastic box of grocery store tomatoes.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Aureolin, Quinacridone Red, Terra Cotta, and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Send me a note with a link to this post, and I’ll add it to my shop!