You know it’s funny, I love grocery shopping because I love food to cook. I voluntarily roam every isle in no particular order, searching for no particular thing–I’ll buy or try just about anything. I can spend inordinate amounts of time on any isle, reading labels, considering recipes, and walking by the sample trays…. more than once. And I derive immeasurable joy from it all.
Want to know what killed it for me? The “Super-Single-Shopping-Cart.”
Let’s just be honest… it is brutally obvious when you’re pushing this beast around that you are shopping for one; cooking for one. As if that doesn’t cross your mind when you are getting a half-dozen eggs instead of a full dozen.
As I wandered through Whole Foods tonight, getting the half-size options for all my food selections, I realized that some marketing person, somewhere, had a really sick sense of humor when they made these little carts that hold little more than a couple of apples and a block of cheese.
The one and only upside to this misery is that, due to its lack of space, you get to legitimately use the “Less than 12 items” check-out lane.