I’m a Trader Joe’s obsessive, and I know exactly what ingredients I want and where they are in the store. Accordingly, I don’t really go to any other grocery store unless we’re in an emergency milk shortage. Of course, the only issue with this is that between classes and my on-campus job, I don’t have time for much until 6 PM.
This is, unfortunately, when everyone else in NYC is out of work and also has time to grab groceries. I made the mistake of getting groceries on a Monday night at 8:30 after a late-night run. While the line didn’t snake around the store as per usual, this was somehow so much worse, as can be seen via my poorly-stocked basket (as opposed to brimming shopping cart). Here’s the horror: