The first isle I troll, is the imported 'Brit food' section, with it's full-size Union Jack flag, towering above, it beckons my attention.
I stock up on Shepherd's Pie mix, a gravy of sorts, with tomato base and herbs and spices.
British people tend to like meat and potatoes, working -man's staples.
Shepherd's Pie is a concoction of ground meat, onions, carrots, and peas, topped off with mashed potatoes, and browned in the oven until the potatoes are nice and crusty.
It's the first meal I cooked for the First Sergeant, and one of his favorites still to this day.
The in-store bakery is the last place I shop, before heading home. This is the reason I cannot lose weight.......
Warm, fresh out of the oven blueberry or cranberry/orange scones.
I smell them baking as I'm trolling around the store. If I were to make the bakery my first stop upon entering, I would no doubt eat them as I shopped.
Instead, I play a game with myself. Finish the shopping, head home and unload, then make a nice pot of tea.
Put my feet up, and reap the rewards of a well-earned break.
Hhmmmm nawt better ;)