Call me crazy, but I love grocery shopping. It’s my zen.
I’ll sneak out with one of the boys early on Saturday morning and wander the aisles for nearly 2 hours picking up rations for the week.
I don’t know how to turn on the laundry machine, my wife couldn’t tell you what a good price for bananas is. In our division of household tasks, I cook and she cleans.
The grocery store is such a great and creative place. The ingredients to create anything in the food world I right there. There’s seaweed to roll sushi at home, spices for exotic curries, and all sorts of colours, smells and inspiration around every corner.