Have I ever mentioned to you that I love grocery stores? And that I love grocery shopping? Oh man do I love it. Ask my mom.
She and I go to the grocery store all the time when we are together. You never know what you might need you know.
And I love grocery stores in other countries. I love how they look, I love what you can buy there. In central Mexico, in a grocery store that was so clean you could eat off the floor, you could by everything from a huge bag of breads for about $1 to a bag of chicken feet to half a pig’s head. I just love it.
I don’t know any grocery store in the US where you can just dip out your rice or pasta yourself. If you go to a Whole Foods or Mustard Seed Market you can dish it out from those hermetically sealed bins but here, I could have just played in the stuff like it was a sand box. I didn’t but I could have……I thought about it.
Can you imagine the apoplexy that would ensue if a grocery store here in the US had this kind of set up. The manager wouldn’t be able to handle the thought I am sure.
She is dishing out orange marmalade for us. This stuff was AMAZING. I can not describe to you how amazing the flavor was. Total bread spread crack. I had it on my fresh rolls every morning. Butter and marmalade oh my!
Yes, I know that I have an ongoing love affair with bread. We walk hand in hand into the sunset do rolls and I. This is just a tiny picture of what was available. A whole wall of different rolls and breads and…….I am drooling. And cheap!!!
You know what one of the best things about the grocery stores in Lima is? The grocery cart parking spaces. That is what these are. You go to various places in the store and you can park your cart and then go to get what you want. Your cart won’t be molested. Some low paid worker won’t assume because it is sitting there unattended that you don’t want what is in it. It will still be there when you come back. Genius!
I love grocery stores.