Skandal!
I had an experience this evening, that at this point, seems rather commonplace. I go to the grocery store, my local Coop without the slightest idea of what I want to by, but with the knowledge that I am very hungry. The Coop, like most grocery stores is circular in shape, and starting at the cash register by the door, you can walk past the bread, down the aisle of refrigerated thngs, along a wall of ready-meals that are disgusting (I tried a lot of them LAST year, the year of shameful behaviour, not this year) and then taking a left down the vegetable aisle you get back to the £££ cash register. I go/went around in this circle like 4 times slowly tonight not being able to find anything that I wanted/need. SO: I walked all the way to my Sainsbury's local. Sainsbury's vs. Coop = no contest. I only go to Coop cause it's across the street. If you think about it, it's more expensive, smells bad and Robots Ramon and Rhonda sometimes have an attitude that I can't deal with. Whatever. Now you know where I get my groceries. Good night.
posted by fadedbetta at 1:36 AM
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I've never shopped at Coop, that being due to its ridiculous distance from my Oxford abode, but I will make this profound observation: I have always scoffed at the idea of ready-meals. Who would be so lazy and stoop so low as to buy something premade and throw it in the microwave? I considered myself a budding chef with a subtle amount of culinary snobbery. Well, then I arrived at Oxford and found myself in the strange position of cooking exclusively for myself. I found this to detract greatly from the joys of concocting a meal. I realised I get my cooking kicks when I have other people with whom to share the meal. Anyway, this has absolutely no relevance to my intended comment: I now shamefully often by ready meals at Sainsburys or Tesco and find them quite satisfactory, in fact, even better than the few that have touched my palate in the great US of A.
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