So we finally joined Costco. It seems strange having to pay to be able to shop, and show your card all the time, feeling vaguely guilty; but the quality of the merchandise is really on another level, compared to all the other places we grocery shop. Produce is excellent, fresh fish too, when they have it, and bread, and cookies and chocolates, and my wife likes the clothes. Their green beans are to die for.
If you're careful, too, you don't have to buy huge quantities of everything. I balk at the ten kilos of carrots, or big boxes of mangoes. But there's lots of other stuff, single pieces of cheese, five kilos of onions, just four pork tenderloins in a pack. Though sometimes they do go overboard. Today they sent me an email with some special offers for Christmas.
That is $1,699, for a basket of chocolates. Of course, it does come with one colour custom ribbon, with colour spelled properly for Canadians, but still. How can this offer sit in the same mailbox as messages pleading for $1 to help starving children? Do emails have no conscience, no soul?
If you're careful, too, you don't have to buy huge quantities of everything. I balk at the ten kilos of carrots, or big boxes of mangoes. But there's lots of other stuff, single pieces of cheese, five kilos of onions, just four pork tenderloins in a pack. Though sometimes they do go overboard. Today they sent me an email with some special offers for Christmas.
That is $1,699, for a basket of chocolates. Of course, it does come with one colour custom ribbon, with colour spelled properly for Canadians, but still. How can this offer sit in the same mailbox as messages pleading for $1 to help starving children? Do emails have no conscience, no soul?
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