I know we’re not quite there yet, but what will normal look like?
For some, being able to get back on the links.
For others, feeling not quite so much on the brink.
For some, getting the kids back into school.
For others, going back to work in an office, or going back to work at all.
For some, attending something — anything — in person: a sporting event, a funeral, a concert.
For others, going out to eat in a real, live restaurant, with people they don’t live with.
For some, getting their second shot or giving someone a hug.
For others, losing the mask or finding their sense of humour.
For (so)me, at least this week, the feeling of post-COVID normal meant finding a bottle of oyster sauce (which is oyster-flavoured sauce, *not* oyster sauce, as a friend astutely pointed out, and that’s good I guess but then in thinking about it I don’t know which is worse: ground-up oysters in a jar or chemicals mimicking the taste of ground-up oysters), anyway, finding so-called oyster sauce in the grocery store again after at least six weeks (!) of unexplained absence. I’m not saying it was in-explicable, just that it was not-explicated.
I now have a jar of said sauce, the better to make the same dish as featured on the label, oddly and coincidentally enough. In fact, I have two jars. So, not quite back to normal. I never used to stock up on an occasional-use item. But my faith in the Great Global Supply Chain has been shaken this past year, and I may never take it entirely for granted again.