^^^"bread and a pack of cigarettes" ; that reminds me of a story sopas_ej.
Once I was in a Ralphs (I think it was a Ralphs) in West Hollywood late one night/or even early in the wee hours of the morning.
There was this strange disheveled woman pushing her cart around. I was so intrigued I looked into her cart.
All she had in her cart were OREOS and CONDOMS.
That's when I decided....I wasn't in Illinois any more.
