Redundant Grocery Shopping...

Everyone forbids me to go grocery shopping. Everyone. My mother has never asked me to run --by run I meant drive-- down to Loyang Point to purchase stuff. Even if I offered, she'd quickly dispense my suggestion and get the things herself. Or ask one of the other sisters.

My father is the only one who hasn't learnt from past experience. He hasn't learnt that when he hands me cash for groceries, he would never get to see the change. My sisters snicker about it but they never warn him. It's fine, I chalk the remaining money as part of my allowance.

The very reason I am not allowed to step into a supermarket, grocery store or anything remotely resembling a shop with shelves filled with things meant for the kitchen, the pantry or the larder is that I am like a human tornado that would obligingly sweep everything off the shelve and into my trolley.

To put it accurately, I take things that are so not needed for our home.

Just the other day after I was done with something at Shell House, I stopped by UE Square's Cold Storage with only Buttermilk on my list of to-buy things. I was actually thinking of making cheese scones as a Saturday morning breakfast.

Instead, I splurged almost $50 worth of groceries that my mother would not even think of getting. Of course, I got the Buttermilk. Along with ten or more other items that included two types of cheeses, two types of Campbell's canned soup, a huge bottle of Aunt Jemima's, a tin of Waitrose's organic drinking chocolate and a can of oysters --yeah, for real because I know it's going to take us forever to get to Carousel. Now I know what to do with those delectable little buggers. I stopped short of grabbing the packet of smoked salmon with dill and olive oil. I also restrained from snatching a tub of Creme Fraiche and those sweet-looking jars of strawberry preserves.

And I found Beef Jerky too!! The first time I bought the nibblers from Candy Empire, they were peppered Beef Nuggets. They're from the same brand, it's just that Beef Nuggets are pastille-like in shape like how you would get from a tube of Fruitips whereas Beef Jerky is kinda like bacon but in shorter stubs instead of your usual long strips. So I grabbed a packet of Sweet & Hot Beef Jerky and a pepperoni-flavored Beef Jerky stick for Nini.

Oh, Lord. Please. Keep me away from these wicked temptations!! Not the food, the stores!!

I can't wait until Christmas when stocks of Eggnog arrive!!

Damn.

Laterz...
Lenny