If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile or have talked to me about it, then you know I don’t cook. This goes for most grocery shopping as well. Mark takes care of that too. But yesterday when we were staying at my parent’s house for Labor Day Weekend after our trip to Central Park, we all went grocery shopping together as a family at HMart, the Korean grocery chain (OMG, they have a website?!?). I actually do enjoy shopping at an Asian grocery store as opposed to a regular old supermarket which I find really boring – I usually just end up aimlessly wandering the aisles, not helping Mark pick out the family groceries if I do happen to go food shopping with him (I know, I know). But at HMart, there’s loads of fun stuff to look at, especially all the Engrish and funny little illustrated characters that are on almost every label and logo. Had we not been so utterly and ridiculously stuffed from our buffet lunch just prior to our shopping trip we would have tossed more stuff in our cart (no, seriously. Like we had 3 heaping plates of food each plus bubble tea and we were so full that we didn’t even eat dinner. And this was no late lunch either).
At the store, Mark got excited about cheap pork belly, the girls got excited about Hello Kitty crackers in peel-off cups, my dad was excited to find multi-pack $1 lightbulbs and I…got in trouble for taking pictures inside the store. 3 employees came after me, but after I explained that I was just taking photos of my children, they got seriously embarrassed and offered us 2 free boxes of plastic gloves to compensate for the harassment. I’m not really sure what they thought I was doing, but they did say that I had to erase all my pictures. I’m not having any of that. What’s with Asians and their suspicions about photography? Reminds me of the times my friends and I got chased out of stores in Chinatown for taking photos when I ran my webzine. I mean look at me…do I look suspicious?