February 16, 2005
Gratuitous Domestic Posting (TM)
Not my own, this time. Instead, I read with wonder and sympathy Chris of the Big Yellow House's Homeric account of a trip to the grocery store with seven kids.
Now most of the shopping in our family is handled by the Butcher's Wife. But I think I speak for her when I say that I have only three words in response to this epic: Peapod, thank God.
Yips! to Jordana.
Posted by Robert at February 16, 2005 10:36 AMComments
I wish we had grocery delivery services available here in Nashville. The only one around here is exclusively organic stuff and I have no desire to buy only organic foods.
Posted by: Jordana at February 16, 2005 11:21 AMI don't blame you. We still have to hit the store in person if we want to buy steaks that we care about, but for pure bulk stuff, the delivery is a life-saver.
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