My groceries purchases are a paradox. One bag is stuffed with a big ole bag o’ kale and the other, a big, family-size, in fact, bag o’ chips. However, I do have a family who will help me consume said chips. And, may I note, the chips as you can see on the label, are gluten-free, so they must be good for me right?
Don’t worry, I won’t make a meal just of the chips. I’ll make a horseradish dip and add a squeeze of lemon juice for Vitamin C.
If someone was paying attention to what you were buying at the checkout line, would they think you were shopping for two different people or two different lives?
Do you ever get paranoid about what the grocery clerk must think of your purchases?
Like on those days where your cart is stuffed with veggies, maybe more than usual because you’re making a soup or a veggie platter to take to a party, do you wonder if the grocery clerk is rolling her eyes invisibly and saying to herself, ‘right, like these vegetables are ever going to see the light of day once this woman shoves them in the crisper?’
Or is it just me? Tell me your crazy grocery thoughts so I know I’m not alone.