I went to the grocery yesterday morning. It was 9 o'clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffled in. There was an old man shopping next to me, looking for lemons and gin...
Billy Joel aside, it was a regular Saturday late morning at the local Giant.
I'm going to hit up WalMart this morning for some more things. I want to get another chunk of chuck, as I'm making borscht today and I don't have quite enough. Also thinking about getting some frozen chicken patties; stuff that will hold up decently well to long storage in the deep freeze.