We got her

two packets of fresh artisan cheese curds

radishes

two lemon boy tomatoes fresh garden

bag of fresh plums from growers

a ham

strawberries from the grocs

two butter croissants and one torsade au chocolat from the market

home made Jam from the market (marmelade and ginger to go with the croissants)

yogurt drink blueberries flavour

and I think that is it.

Oh yea, one pack of smokes too.

She was happy and so were we to spoil them a bit, her and her son, with some fresh foods of high quality. I so hope we are never welfare cases again because I want Rosie and her son in my will when I die. Enough is enough of dire poverty for these two I 'd like to say. But I should quiet my anger at poverty lifelong for them and stop sayng welfare is shit when what i mean, is 'it is very difficult'. Rosie's son is homeless: he spends his day at her place , a safe house, and must be kicked out every night. I wanted to offer him our couch at night but hubby refuses. Sigh. If hubby died, I would definitely invite him at night I think. Take the risk and pray God protects me and everyone in the house since I know nothing about this young man. amen!