So, since moving CO, I admit it: I shop at Walmart. It’s just so cheap! But than I read all the bad things about it, and I boycott it for a while, and than I’m drawn back in by promises of a lower grocery bill. It used to be over 100 bucks to feed Josh and I for a few weeks, at Walmart it’s 80 and under. Plus they have EVERYTHING, they really do…they even carry Kashi now,and healthy granola bars…so it’s not like it’s all bad.
Well, we’ve moved up the road and further away from the lurs of Super Walmart. Safeway is a block away, so it makes more sense to go there. If you hunt and search really carefully at Safeway you can pick out the coupons, the savings with the card, and buy the generic Safeway brand. (It’s not like that at Walmart, everything you pick up has been discounted at the expense of all the foreign workers, lack of health care, and poor hourly wages).
A few months ago, while we were in Portland, we found out that the power had been disconnected in our new home. There was some billing confusion, and everything in our fridge was lost. Our landlord was kind enough to give us a gift card to Whole Foods to make up for it. Ft. Collins has had an Alfalfas for a while, and they have various health food shops and a co-op downtown, but Whole Foods coming to F.C. has been a very big deal for the locals. I didn’t realize why until I finally got my ass over there last weekend.
When I entered the monsterous store, I was assaulted by the sent of fresh cut roses, cheerful displays of apples and pears, and samples, everywhere there were samples! I chowed on fresh salsa, guac, and chips, moved on to the all natural oreos and power bar samples. Since it was a Saturday, everywhere was bustling: Happy Hippie Moms with dreads were loading organic yogart into their carts, wealthy fathers were chasing after their immaculate children, and everywhere you went giddy Whole Food employees were mingling with the customers. It was incredible. I was lost in a sea of well-merchandised organic food, a loan warrior caught up in awe over what I had been missing. A bell chimed and suddenly I heard a voice call: “FREE CAKE SAMPLES!” And before I knew it I was eating a fabulous slice of white cake with real buttercream frosting.
Right than and there I fell in love: The fresh, homemade food! The Olive bar! The handmade truffles! The crusty loaves of bread! The fresh seafood and happy, free range, meat! Combined with the right store lighting, I felt like I had stepped into an entirely different world. Gone were the sterile, looming, flourescent lit ceilings of Walmart…Gone were the carts filled with crying children…this was truly a heavenly place…this Whole Foods.
I made a pact with myself: One day I will be able to afford to shop at Whole Foods. Not just for the healthy part of it, but for the full experience. You can see why Walmart’s cheapness is such a trade off. Sadly, there’s no way I can afford regularly shopping at Whole Foods…and I know it’s expensive so they can support a politically correct corporation. My father recommended splurging on the healthy meat, that if you’re going to spend a little more on something, put it towards free range chickens. But what about all the other great stuff? How can one even CHOOSE? Sigh…