I am officially banning myself from shopping on an empty stomach, especially after my recent adventure at this giant Washington grocery store. Seriously, this place is so huge I accidentally trained for a half-marathon just trying to find the eggs.
But here is the plot twist: my bank account didn’t even cry when I finally reached checkout. In fact, it practically high-fived me.
As a parent desperately trying to feed tiny humans who apparently treat cereal like an unlimited resource, finding a spot that slashes prices on the daily is like discovering buried treasure. If your family’s grocery bill looks more like a mortgage payment these days, grab a giant cart…