We went to a drug store to pick up one medication. When the pharmacist told Jeff it was buy one get one half off Jeff got very excited. He must have been a discount pharmacist in a past life, or is channeling his granfather who was a pharmacist. While I find buying meds as, exciting as watching grass grow, Jeff thinks of it as a scavendar hunt. After Jeff spent what felt like hours bit was probably only ten minutes talking and laughing with the pharmacist we finally made it to the grocery store.
This is a normal supermarket that is not wholesale and doesn’t sell to restaurants which begs the question, what are people cooking? I put a regular can next to these giant mushroom cans for scale.
Who needs a vat of mayo?
The giant bag of crushed tomatos I can sort of get. The vat of ketchup? Not so much.
Don’t get me started on the oil.