Day 5 —Pick a letter of the alphabet. Now imagine two aisles of your local supermarket. List everything found in those two aisles that begin with that letter of the alphabet.
Items that can be found in the supermarket: Kale, Kit Kats, Kiwis, Kabobs, Ketchup, Key Lime Pie, Kidney Beans, Kool-aid, Kumquats, Kung Pao chicken, Kosher Dill pickles.
Day 6 —Write about a person who would buy all of those items in Day 5.
The young lawyer wanders down the aisle, taking in the K foods around her. She doesn’t understand why this supermarket categorizes by letter, but she won’t complain about it. The woman has better battles to fight. She isn’t a particularly accomplished cook, but she is trying to learn and expand her horizon. She mostly cooks for friends at her small apartment who tease her about her terrible food even though it isn’t and share in the mishaps during cooking.
She straightens her suit jacket and takes a look at the first item: Kale. The woman wrinkles her nose at the kale, thinking about how much it reminds her of broccoli. God, she hated broccoli as a child. Her mother used to try and force it down her throat. The woman still can’t stomach the sight of broccoli and she decides to move on, wanting to keep her stomach contents down.
Next up are Kumquats. The woman wonders what how people use Kumquats in their cooking. She has surprisingly never tried one and decides that Kumquats might be a lot of fun. The woman grabs the little round fruits, slipping them into a bag. She has never been a stranger to trying new things, each day of her life holds a new adventure.
The woman is distracted by the furry Kiwis and smiles to herself. She always found the little fruits odd like herself. They taste sweet, yet they have such an odd exterior. The woman always found that kiwis taste best with deserts. While she is not the world’s best baker yet, the woman is determined to make the kiwis her center focus.
However, that does not stop her from grabbing the Key Lime Pie she spies further down the aisle. She won’t wait to pick up when she gets to that point in the aisle. She might forget her favorite desert like she occasionally forgets other minor things. The woman tries not to be forgetful, but sometimes minor things slip her mind amongst the chaos of her thoughts.
Her eyes spy a jar of Kosher Dill pickles and the woman can’t help, but smile to herself. The pickles remind her of home, back in New York. She remembers the memories of her and her brother, eating peanut butter and Kosher Dill pickle sandwiches. Whenever the young lawyer goes to the supermarket, she always picks up a jar to reminisce about old times.
The woman picks up a can of Kidney Beans, figuring they can help her make a really nice chili. Her father, while distant in her childhood, always made a mean chili. She wishes she knew him better and continues to try to make a chili like his. Nothing tastes right about it, but she won’t give up. She can overcome anything in her past.
Next up is Kung Pao chicken and Kabobs in a freezer bag. The woman grabs a two bags, knowing the convenience of pre-made food. Her job does not leave a lot of time to cook, despite how much effort she tries to put in. It also has left little time for other pursuits during the work week. Work has left little time to see friends and families in the same manner that it has left her little time to cook.
The woman has found herself in the junk food part of the aisle, one of her least favorites. Kool-aid and Ketchup give her the willies. All she can think of is a giant glass man, emptying his contents to children while Ketchup has a sort of plastic quality to it. The woman moves on, preferring to stay away from things that give her the willies. While she is quite brave, there are just some things that she cannot handle.
The last thing before she leaves the aisles are Kit-Kats. The chocolate bars call out for her to buy them. The woman bites her lip, before grabbing the Kit-Kats. She knows better, but hell, they are good and she loves chocolates. The woman knows that she can indulge in her guilty pleasures every once in a while.
Author’s Note: I didn’t see the point in separating Day 5 and 6 so I put them together. I had a bit of fun writing for these prompts.
