Shopping Sunday, SOLC 2015, 29 of 31

It’s Sunday. Time to go grocery shopping while the kids are at Hebrew School. I hate grocery shopping. I always feel overwhelmed by the options in the store. Overwhelmed and not up to the challenge.

I have my list. I stick to it, for the most part. Usually coming home with something that wasn’t planned or needed. Sometimes I come home with something unplanned by really delicious! Last week I picked up a gelato that was scrumptious. This week it’s on my list to buy again.

In the checkout line, I review the items of those before me and those after me. Better choices. More creative. I wonder what they are making. Trying to get inspired before my next shopping trip. In line, I peruse the cooking magazines – EASY, LIGHT, 5 INGREDIENTS – they say. I could do that, right. But I leave the magazine behind, afraid that it will sit unused once its at home.

But, it’s Sunday. Time to face the grocery store. Here we go…



  1. lgrainger125 said,

    March 29, 2015 at 12:45 pm

    I know how you feel. After spending a week in Guatemala and a week in Haiti I found the grocery store full of so many choices overwhelming. Since then I find myself sticking to the perimeter mostly, avoiding most of the processed foods.

  2. gillis said,

    March 29, 2015 at 12:50 pm

    I feel your pain. I buy those magazines, try one recipe once and promptly forget about the whole thing. Wish I were more adventurous!

  3. caroline524 said,

    March 29, 2015 at 9:42 pm

    This struck a chord with me. I have many of those magazines sitting on the coffee table and I go to the store with a shopping list filled with creativity and potential, but then I come to the realization that my list was just a “list of suggestions.” Oh well, there’s always next time.

  4. mrssurridge said,

    March 30, 2015 at 2:40 am

    I hate the grocery store. Luckily, my husband doesn’t. I write out the list and send him off with a kiss. He comes back with half of the stuff included on list and some things not included. I used to care, but I’ve realized that I would rather have that than have to go myself.

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