Sam is the Best

As I write this post, Sam is en route home from the grocery store where he spent more than an hour trying to work his way through a very detailed list that I gave him. I recently underwent surgery to put together my fractured leg, meaning I have limited mobility at the moment - no grocery shopping for this girl. Sam and I have pretty different diets and taste in food, so since I've been home I haven't been able to cook much, which pains me. Cooking is one of my favorite things to do, so living off of fried eggs, roasted leftover Thanksgiving sweet potatoes and kim chi (great combination of flavors) while delicious is sort of boring. I am excited for him to get home with my ingredients so that I can make white chicken chili verde and a vegan white bean swiss chard soup, among other things. Regardless of my cooking excitement, I am so grateful, and sort of feel guilty, that Sam spent so much of his leisure time getting me groceries. Maybe one day I'll be able to take care of him, and it will be my pleasure. He's a good man, that one.