“Won’t be a whole week, do you think?”
“I don’t know,” Joyce said. She added a few more things to the shopping list. So far they planned on making macaroni cheese, beef stew, and a roast chicken for Frankie, Willa, and Jack. They would be doing the same for Kyle, although he wouldn’t need quite as much.
“What about for pudding?” Beryl was looking in the cabinets. “We need vanilla. And brown sugar. She poked through some packages. “More chocolate chips.”
Joyce wrote it all down. “Maybe you could do some of those sultana scones, too? They’re so good.”
Beryl glanced over. “Can you get sultanas?”
“Yes. They call them golden raisins here.” Joyce added those to the list. “You have enough flour for a cake?”
“I think so. Couldn’t hurt to get another bag.”
With that last addition, Joyce looked up. “Are we ready then?”
Beryl closed the cabinet. “We’re ready.”
They arrived at the Publix approximately ten minutes later. The longest part of the trip was getting out of Hideaway Bay and across the bridge. Once they were in town, the Publix wasn’t far.
Joyce parked, they got a trolley, and went in. They started in produce and worked their way through the fruits and vegetables. They went a little slower than if Joyce had been by herself, but that was because Beryl had to have a bit of a look-around.
“This is a fantastic store. The produce is gorgeous. We don’t get tomatoes like that in Devon,” Beryl said.
Joyce caught a younger woman nearby giving them an odd look. Their accents, maybe? She countered Beryl’s statement. “There’s nice produce in England, but it’s hard to compete with Florida. The growing season’s a lot longer and I think a good bit of this is local.”
“Makes me want to buy the whole lot.”
Joyce smiled. “I think that’s the point, love.”
Beryl chuckled. “I suppose it is.”
The younger woman came up to them. “Excuse me, I just have to ask. Aren’t you the two ladies who were just on the Lucas Prime cooking show?”
Joyce was taken aback, but then she nodded. “We are, yes.”
“Oh, my gosh, this is so cool.” The young woman was all smiles. “You guys were so funny. I just love that show. That whole meal looked so good. If I could cook like that, I’d probably be engaged by now.”
Joyce laughed. “I’m sure you could manage it. It’s not that hard.”
“I might try,” the young woman said. “My boyfriend would flip if I served him a dinner like that. He might even propose on the spot.”
“In that case, you should definitely give it a try,” Joyce said.
“Maybe I will,” the young woman said. “Could we do a selfie? I can’t believe I met you.”
Beryl had yet to say a word.
Joyce smiled. “Of course, pet. You stand in the middle, now.”
The young woman moved between them, held out her phone, and snapped away. “Thank you so much. I can’t wait to see your next show.”
“Thank you,” Joyce said.
Beryl remained silent.
The young woman gave them a little wave and went on her way.
Beryl looked at Joyce. “Did we just get recognized?”
