you are who you eat

julie warshawI hate loving the grocery store. I used to end up a Deer in the Headlights. Wandering aimlessly up and down the aisles in tears; trying to decide if it was worth it to spend an extra three dollars on Tide today but save in the long run. Now I see the grocery store as a source of potential comfort. I graduated from panic-stricken hours laboring over a 12-pack of American Cheese. I graduated to getting a basket and hitting the check-out line when the basket was full. And I’m proud to say that I’ve completed my journey towards normal adult food consumption. Now, I get a cart. I get a cart and I don’t even fill it. My shopping is smart and fun and a full fridge means I don’t have to do fast food math and wake up hating myself and Dave Thomas.

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One response to “you are who you eat

  1. John

    When you get the old lady two arm cart lean with your purse in the middle of the upper part of the cart then and only then have you achieved true grocery nirvana…

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