A mundane but recognizable and identifiable reportage on grocery shopping here in Toronto, Canada.
As we batten down the hatches here in the Province of Ontario in Canada my international readers may want a lurid expose of my grocery and banking shopping trip today here in Toronto.
As an avid and very select shopper I have an array of grocery shopping destinations and depending on the severity of the lockdown I can avoid line-ups. In the summer and autumn months I can access a farm 25 minutes out the city for the freshest and most interesting produce available. If need be I can still access them but with a reduced inventory of products.
As for my first today stop at “Lawrence and Bathurst Square” a 20 person line-up at “Metro” grocery store. Big line-up at the bank too. So off to Fortino’s at Bathurst and Allen with no line-up and a good selection of produce. In and out like a flash which is great COVID behaviour. This is not a shopping expedition but a rush and grab and get the hell out of here experience.
A simple dinner of broccoli and leek soup with leftover Mushroom Wellington. All local ingredients.
And for tomorrow morning freshly baked oatmeal bread with Greek honey and Italian Abate pears.
So at this point in the plague here in Toronto savvy shoppers knowing their neighbourhood can manage quite well including 35 oysters for $9.99!
However in my travels in the Communist Eastern Bloc in the mid 1970’s I had to line up for bread and dried meats. But Russian sprats were in good supply so I ate many a can of Russian sprats. What are sprats? Russian sardines!!! Point is I know that food scarcities are real and as for toilet paper runs there was always editions of “Le Monde” used for that purpose in the old Eastern European Bloc. Given my training in shortages of food I never thought it might be relevant in Canada. At least I have some income to buy food but as for Americans and Canadians food banks are being overwhelmed.
As grocery store employees are falling prey to COVID here in Canada it may very well be my Eastern European experiences will come in handy. As for toilet paper I need not resort to newspaper for at least three months. But tell that story to Canadians and they really don’t have much of an idea about using air mail editions of “Le Monde” for a wipe!