supermarches

so i'm not crazy about french people, but i'm madly in love with their grocery stores.
my obsessions:

1. fresh pasta! packaged in a little box in the refridgerated section, cooks in three minutes in boiling water, and tastes fantastic with the jar of barilla tomato sauce (premade shit here isnt like premade shit in america...they know what they're doing) you can taste every ingredient and oh my god its fantastic- although a triangle of paremesan is 27 euros? pfft
2. tzatziki sauce! where can you find that in a grocery store in mississippi? my great grandparents would be very happy.
3. cured italian ham AND DUCK! they're nuts!
4. jars of bernaise, tartar, poivre, and aioli that taste like you just made it yourself but didnt have to do any of the work. i put that shit on litererally anything and everything i have in my fridge cubby.
5. magnificent meat selections- i could stew a bunny if i wanted
6. butter. butterrrrrr. i'm working on some flecked with sea salt now. it. is. magestic.
7. not to mention the cheese! oh god the wall of cheese. it overwhelms and excites.
8. cokes taste better here too? why?


well its wine time.

l8er bitches