I'm feeling pretty great about life right now. For the first time in two weeks, I know where my next meal is coming from. From Costco, that's where. We made the trek to Costco in Osaka yesterday, and my cupboards are no longer bare. I want to learn to cook Japanese, I really do. But until I learn enough to recognize what it is I am buying at the Japanese grocery store, I'm happy to have a freezer full of tortillas and blocks of cheese.
You know what's the best part about Costco? The ramp escalator that is magnetic, so you can relax as you ride because your giant grocery cart is firmly stuck in place.
You know what's the worst part about Costco? We spent an entire month's US grocery budget in one day.