We actually shopped on the first day out. The King Kullen which is sooooo big (by NYC standards) that it could be its own Congressional voting district. I have this image of someone being interviewed on CNN with the caption, “Representative [John Q. Public] [(D)/(R)] — King Kullen, NY”. But I digress, clearly.
POB (partner of blogger) determined that I should be in charge of stupid purchases, since she had the master list of all that we needed. How does one live up to that standard? How many stupid purchases could there be in a supermarket. Ok, let’s assume that I am not going to buy pet food for a non-existent pet. Let’s assume that I am only looking for comestibles, as one would generally find in a supermarket.
Still, I was overwhelmed by the choices for stupid purchases:
Here is the cheesoid (the cheese equivalent of a factoid), complete with aerosol canister that is bad for the environment.
Then there is the life time supply of cheese balls (really? really), that contains no natural anything so it can survive any number of natural and unnatural disasters.
Then there is enough Reddi-Whip for dessert for the entire world. (This is actually a red herring. I have seen more in my sister’s fridge.)
In POB’s defense, I went in search of insane food stuffs (or quasi-food stuffs) to purchase. Some were more gross than these, but I think the managers of the King Kullen thought I was taking pictures for the competition and I had to stop.
I was especially taken with the colors of frosting on the “home-made” cupcakes. Those colors require lab scientists to intervene in the natural order and produce them. So, I guess the quotes around “home made” are meant to tell us that these are home made only if you live in a lab.
So, what food stuff was my “stupid purchase”? I am not telling. All I know is that there is no expiration date on it.