I've learned that I actually enjoy grocery shopping when I don't have to fight old ladies who can't drive their carts in a straight line. Alas, what made grocery shopping fun in college was doing it at insane times of the night.
I think it was the summer between my sophomore and junior years that a 24-hour Meijer opened in Mansfield, near Ashland, Ohio. I remember being astounded by the selection and the fact that I was there at 3 a.m. I think it was there that I discovered the 20 pound bag of rice, which served me well.
My grocery store is just a mile down the road, so I hit it tonight. I did $78 in damage in a little under 30 minutes, but I picked up a lot of stuff that I normally just race past because I'm so anxious to get out of there. For example, I picked up a loaf of sourdough. It's expensive, sure, but it's so yummy. I also picked up a bottle of lime juice and Corona. It's like making your own girl beer. Favorites I haven't had in awhile, like Gardenburgers and English muffins fell into my cart. It's not that I'm in a rut, I just normally get essentials and get the hell out. Tonight, I could look around.