Sunday Grocery Shopping Fail

Saturday and Sunday nights have always been my favourite ones to do the grocery shopping: whatever you give up in selection, you gain in store-emptiness and calm.

‘Twas not meant to be this week, however: at some point the grocery barons conspired, without telling me, to close at 8:00 p.m. on Sundays (where they once closed at 10:00 p.m.). I presume this started some time ago under the COVID-19 “we need time to do the extreme deep cleaning” and has remained, vestigially, even now that aerosols have won out over surfaces as The Vector.

No matter,” I thought, “I’ll just go to Brighton Clover Farm.”

Nope. Also closed.

I can’t help but think this is karmic payback for my longtime anti-Sunday-shopping stance.

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