As a settle-for, I decided to get a jar of onion powder at the regular (chain) grocery store. Except that apparently now that people are home and cooking for themselves, they have had to buy out all the commonly used spices. I could not find a single jar of onion powder. Not a small jar, not a giant jar, not a generic brand, not a name brand.
What I could find, though, was lots and lots of minced onion.
Adapt. Improvise. Overcome.
Kind of a mantra for my life, not just in the current times, but always. Maybe because my Dad was a Viet Nam era Marine. Maybe because all of my grandparents grew up in the Great Depression, some of them in the South in homes with no electricity or running water. Maybe because we were pretty poor in my early childhood while Dad was trying to get through college and then law school, Mom working to support us even though child care for my brother and I took a lot of her income. Maybe because of becoming a mother myself right out of high school and having 4 kids and a husband and a mortgage by age 26; whyever it is, these three words are a good description of my mindset in times of challenge.
The inability to get onion powder at my preferred store (with good quality affordable spices) wasn't going to stop me from having onion powder to cook with. The inability to get onion powder of lesser quality and greater cost wasn't going to stop me from having onion powder to cook with.
I bought minced onion and took it home.
Carefully aligning the handle into it's original spot, I held it down to activate the grinder.
A few seconds later, viola! Onion powder!
I have the same coffee grinder with the same broke handle. I still use it too.
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