It's the Kroger they build in the regentrified hood, when all the White People move back intown. And it's better than the regular Kroger, you see. It has to look like the Kroger on the North side of town.
It even has it's own wine steward! *ladylee raises an eyebrow*
(But they play a lot of Jodeci and Luther Vandross. I have not heard not one Britney Spears or Barry Manilow song. *crickets* I haven't quite figured that one out yet).
My Pharmacy is located there. They get a kick out of me.
"I don't want all my meds today. Gimme $20 worth!"
Pharm Tech looks at me all crazy.
"I gots the money, man! I just don't wanna pay $70 bucks. That's like paying a bill or something. Gimme $20 dollars worth!"
And I like to wander around, peruse the interesting new things there. They are constantly changing. Gotta keep the intown white folks content you see.
So imagine my surprise when I saw the chitterlings there.
But I am tripping on the price. Last time I even perused the chitterling section, they were $4.99 a pound. What's up with the price hike?
Anyway, Chele? Ginae? Lisa B.?
One of ya'll older chickens who know how to properly clean chittlins!?
Stop by the White People's Krogers and pick up a couple of red buckets and come on by the house and sit them over in my laundry sink to thaw! And don't get the container with the spilled blood on it. NASTY. Get INTACT buckets please. INTACT and clean. Please. Much Obliged.
You won't be using my kitchen sink. Ya'll not cleaning chittlins where I wash dishes. Laundry sink is just fine. Milk and Cookies, my brother, used it once to hold his shark.
Only 5 days 'til Christmas! Better get on it!
But that's not the strangest thing I saw at the White people's Kroger...
Stay tuned for Part II.