Kroger, A Novel, There and Back Again…

I toodled around Kroger tonight as my father read Road and Track and Motor Trend type magazines. I was thinking of all the things I wanted to eat this week.  Tuna salad is on the agenda and so are some Chinese themed dishes. I will cook mom’s beef chow mein one night. I bought some frozen eggrolls as well. I also splurged tonight and got two packs of Hebrew National franks and the corresponding buns. That was my one guilty pleasure. I know what you are thinking, “Did he get the midnight chocolate milk?” Being a creature of habit I did get a piece of the Promised Land, but I only got two this time instead of the usual four quarts I get. I had to get some of the dairy food group in, ya know?  I also had to save a few bucks and that chocolate milk is expensive as in $2.88 a quart. In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I got some Marie Callendar turkey and dressing meals. I also got a sweet potato pie which is about as close to pumpkin as you can get. I’ve already had two slices of pie so it will not last long very long in this household. “You sure you got enough to last a week?” my father, the supervisor, asked when I was ready to go. My shopping trips generally take around 20 minutes and this always surprises my father. He says I shop like a man for whatever that’s worth. This week I did only spend $70 dollars. “We are going to save a lot of money with you shopping instead of your mother,” my father told me as we walked out to our respective cars. “And ...
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