Did I really just say that?

I know it sounds a bit strange to say this because they’re considered by many to be the epitome of evil.  But I kind of miss Walmart.

Being a bit of a night owl, I loved being able to do my shopping late at night when the place was practically empty. No chance of that here in Glasgow where everything shuts by 10 or 11pm latest.  Oh, how I miss 24hr convenience.

Now, I know living in the city not every neighborhood has the space for a full sized grocery store. (The stores in Seattle remedied this by having 2 levels, hint hint Glasgow!) Trying to navigate the tiny isles of our local Tesco’s, scanning  a super packed shelf 10 times before finally spotting what I’m looking for is such a hassle though!   Adding to my shopping stress is the fact that no matter what time of day I go, the store’s busy and people are rushing around like mad.

Sure, this probably frustrates me a lot more than it should. And I’ll probably forget it even bothered me soon enough. But at the moment, I’m in a jobless limbo (another visa application in the works) and have taken up cooking as my newest hobby which requires spending a lot of time in both the kitchen and the grocery store.

And my time in the kitchen hasn’t been exactly  a breeze (for me) either. I knew I wouldn’t need my American cups  but I didn’t realize I’d need to get a scale and weigh everything! Certainly sticking things in a cup is an easier system than weighing them out! And because I haven’t gotten around to buying a scale yet, I’m having to convert all of my recipes to tablespoons. Now, counting 56 tablespoons of this and 33 of that is what I call fun. NOT.