A friend, one of those from way back in the old days, picked me up from the airport. With a light drift of snow coming down, we went the wrong way on Middlebelt Road, but had the chance for a nice long conversation. It lightened the blow for me of what could have been perceived as my retreat, like the military kind and not the R&R kind. I hated to have to leave my big city life, and having a friendly voice ease me down from it was better than going back to an empty house in the suburbs alone.
It was late after our detoured drive, so I went to Meijer’s, that perennial favourite of all Michiganders. Oh the late night Meijer’s stories I could tell, but those will be for another day. Anyhow, lacking all creativity after the trauma of moving, I got a couple of frozen dinners and happily microwaved them (a luxury I lacked in New York) for a warm meal.
Soon I was at Meijer’s again. Meijer’s has everything. Meijer’s is wonderful. Meijer’s is open 24/7, which well suits my accustomed hours (i.e. late).
You see, in New York you can only buy as much as you can carry; and if you want good groceries, whether you walked or went on public transit, you must budget at least 45 minutes to two hours for travel each way, so that’s a half day’s trek and coming home with sore arms. It’s such easy living to drive five to ten minutes, and fill my car trunk with anything I want – two 2 litre bottles of soda, oops pop, no problem! I went there again, and again, like I was doing some kind of hoarding of the act of grocery shopping itself with the available resources; my mind still in NYC mode, as in get what you can when you are out, while it’s on your way.
And have you seen the prices? Ten items for $10 and the eleventh item free? I spent nearly two and a half hours in there deciding what to get, because I just couldn’t decide. Ten bottles of Vernors? (One day I may expound on the lengths I went to to get Vernors in New York, some Detroit never leaves you.) No, wait, I can get tissues and soups and cookies, too. It was almost too much to handle. And milk by the gallon for less than $2? I nearly had to post an Instagram on that one. One of these days I’m hoping the novelty will wear off and I won’t be going to Meijer’s every day.