An ode to the Grocery store….
I guess this is more of a love letter/rant than an ode, it’s not lyrical.
I’m a bit of a grocery nut, Okay…I’m a lot of a grocery nut.
I might even a bit of a grocery store snob.
I know what I like.
I like grocery stores with bin areas, large produce sections, stores that sell lamb and other specialty meats.
I love sausage that was made at the store where I bought it.
I like to buy granola cereal in the bulk section, I like to buy as much or as little coconut flour as my recipe calls for and no more. I love to buy yogurt covered pretzels by the scoopful.
Okay, many, many scoopfuls.
I like the little pretzels with peanut butter in the center.
Who thought up pretzels with peanut butter in them?
It’s pure GENIUS!
I drive two, sometimes three cities away from my home to go to these stores.I live five minutes from a Wal-Mart Super Center and a Super Target, yet I drive. I live less than 10 minutes from a Kroger and a Tom Thumb, yet I drive.
Not for everything, I do shop at my local stores, but
once a week I travel to a specialty store
I’d love to appeal to one of these chains to build near me, I’m just not sure how. I live in a thriving suburban area. I live near a new-ish outdoor mall.
There’s open space near our mall **HINT HINT**
I’ll feel better once I eat a yogurt pretzel or five.