Next to being a little too obsessed with food, gossip is my next biggest vice.
Even as a kid, one of the things that I loved to do while waiting in line at the grocery store was to sneak peeks at the groceries of the person before and after me. Although I guess that isn’t but so bad, I often then made personality guesses based on the groceries. That is pretty bad.
When I’m in the grocery store, I wonder what people think of me and my groceries. I tend to stand out in groceries because I’m the one in no hurry, wandering up and down aisles, checking out sales, new products, anything really. Unless I’m just popping in for a few things, I usually can’t get out of a grocery store in less than an hour. Now that I live in a town with a Trader Joe’s, I’m the one with eyes like saucers and literally skipping down the aisles. This weekend, I was also the short, five-foot tall happy looking brunette asking the manager of the fish counter about fish heads they might have lying around.
We foodies are a strange bunch and I’m sure our groceries speak volumes about us. Are you a brie, a goat cheese, or a block of sharp cheddar? Are you romaine, arugula, or iceburg? Do you get your chicken and red meat on the bone for flavor, do you get large cuts so you can cut them up yourself, or do you go for the tidiest one possible?
If you were standing in line behind me at the grocery store, what would your groceries being saying about you?
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