It’s the edge of the anniversary of the remote times of the pandemic, and today I resurrected one of the conveniences enjoyed during that dark time – home delivery of groceries.
The now defunct Amazon Prime Pantry with free delivery on
orders of $35 kept me stocked with canned goods and snacks. Whole Foods kept me
in produce, dairy, and ice cream. One day I noticed all the items in my “Save
for later” Pantry list were discounted, but I didn’t pounce on them because I didn’t
need them yet. Big mistake. A few days later, an email arrived announcing that
Amazon Pantry was closed. Dang. That’s around the same time the Whole Foods
deliveries changed from free for Prime members to having a delivery charge. By then,
I was heading back to shop Market Basket in person and stopped the deliveries.
Last week, I went to Market Basket with Mom and Sis, and
enjoyed lots of fresh vegetables all week, most of which have been consumed. I
could feel the healthy benefits surging through my body with each bite of cauliflower
and broccoli.
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What was I thinking? |
This afternoon, I checked the Hannaford app and my order of
16 items was still queued up and there was a delivery window between 5:00 and
7:00 tonight. Yes, please. The button was pushed.
At 6:05, five bags of groceries landed at my door. The list was successfully completed with no substitutions needed and I am freshly stocked with fresh spinach, broccoli, Roma tomatoes, and grapes, plus granola bars (forgotten last week), balsamic vinegar, salsa, queso, ice cream, crackers plus a free bar of Colby Jack cheese from a coupon, a few other items, and a question. The question is "Why did I order a two-pound bag of lemons?" Yes, they were on sale, but what will I do with a whole bag? And hasn't life been delivering a few too many lemons recently? There must have been an apron-wearing kitchen fantasy involving lemon squares when I added those.
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Provisions! |
I don’t mind doing my own grocery shopping. It sure beats
some of the other adult domestic chores, such as cleaning the toilet. Once in a
blue moon, scrolling through a product list and creating an order for delivery,
then eagerly awaiting the delivery isn’t too bad, but I like checking out the
discount bakery racks at the Basket, and that is something that can only be done
in person. In a couple weeks, when I can drive again, the first road trip might be tour of the local MB discount bakery
racks.
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