Living in New Hampshire, a Whole Food devoid state, makes going to Whole Food a treat.
So today I found myself in Massachuesetts with some time to kill so off to Whole Foods.
Talk about sensory overload. I guess if you go to whole food routinely it is just another grocery, but for someone like me that only wanders in once or twice a year, it is just overwhelming.
A gelato bar with 20 flavors of yumminess. Organic fruits, vegs meats.
I am quickly overwhelmed.
There is something however that makes me feel inadequate when I go there.
Yeah, I don't always eat organic or as healthy as I should, and being there always makes me overbuy. It is this guilt thing, here I am in a store that sells all this good stuff so I have to buy it all rather than dealing with the less desirable food in the local grocery. I come home with more good food than a couple could possibly eat before it spoils.
The other problem is, I feel like I don't fit in there. I'm kind of a rough and tumble gal and
I look around at all the perfect women there in their dainty sundress and straw hat and feel like I just don't belong.
Thank god for the Food Coop in Littleton, NH...Gives whole Food a run for their money without out being so pretentious.
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