One Month Without A Supermarket 2
Apparently I’m not the only one with this idea. This morning I braved the sleet to avoid the only supermarket we have and shop in a new local farmers’ market. I found it busy, considering the adverse weather conditions. The butcher, usually empty, was full. He gets his meat fresh from Smithfield, so there’s no chance of eating irradiated donkey parts.
He offered to grate some suet for me but admits it’s harder to get hold of now. The supermarkets have a grip on prepackaged foods, and the knock-on effect is that small shops have to accept chickens without giblets, fish without roe, scallops without tails, and so on.
No-supermarket vegetables are uglier but tastier, and there’s a much bigger selection. Fish remains the biggest problem, as there’s no wet fish shop within walking distance, just frozen stuff. Household needs came from a hardware store, chicken from the Halal butcher. It would be more convenient to head for Tesco, but I’m determined to loosen the habit.
The old family shops have all been replaced by ethnic stores, but this reaps benefits as well, because I can get everything from wasabi to ugli fruit, and giant ginger roots cost £1 instead of £2 for a few shreds at the supermarket. Fresh bread is easy because there are Turkish bakers.
As for bills – I’m spending more in quality food but buying less stuff I don’t need/want just because it’s staring at me from an aisle. I’m no longer buying BOGOFs and throwing food away. And the biggest side effect – I’m cooking much more. Last night, baked sicilian chicken with lemons, tonight steak and kidney pudding. Oh, and I’m putting on weight.
I’m over halfway through my month now, and so far I’m entirely happy with the switch. Let’s see if I get to the end.