The only Commissary baggers that bag CAPT ALOHA's lumpia, pancit & baluts are Filipino women ... they will accept nothing less and neither will I ...
P.S. ... they absolutely HATE Trophy Wife ®
Why's that? Oh, and the Reserved symbol = Awesome.
The only Commissary baggers that bag CAPT ALOHA's lumpia, pancit & baluts are Filipino women ... they will accept nothing less and neither will I ...
P.S. ... they absolutely HATE Trophy Wife ®
I find it hard not to shop there. The grocery store chain in my town has sky high prices. I'm usually at Fort Riley (or in the neighborhood) every couple of weeks. With meat being half price and their produce very near that, it has quite a draw for my family. We can stock up and freeze what we won't use right away. Not everything is cheaper at the commissary, we try to shop locally when possible.
What?!? The exchange has baggers that work for tips too?!? And here I thought I only had to dodge them at the Commissary...Does anyone know how the multitudes of workers who serve as baggers at our exchanges can only be payed with tips?
This might seem lame, but Whole Foods being in town is a consideration for my duty station.
Some crusty old retired Master Chief told me once the NEX sold cigarettes and booze with no markup and duty free. Not sales tax free, like duty free airport shopping. Cheap as hell. Any truth to that?
Farmer's markets?? I don't buy produce from hippies. They shit in the fields while pulling weeds. Or was that smoking weeds ... ??? Never could get that straight ...
For what it's worth, the meat selection at Miramar blew my socks off. And someone mentioned not being able to get the butcher to cut meats/get specific quantities/order specific stuff... that's just downright bull. You should probably say something to the manager about that. Every commissary I've been to has been more than willing to help out with meats.
Unfortunately, it's symptomatic of supermarkets in general. Gone are the days when you had a legitimate meat counter with a butcher who actually knows his trade. Now it's just prepackaged crap and some retarded who thinks boston butt is actually butt.
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Boy ... what an unhappy shopper. I guess someone LITERALLY shit in your Cheerios ... I wonder if it was illegals workin' the fields ... or cows ???Pretty sure my great Grandfather sold his wares at a farmer's market. If you called him a hippy...forgive me for being such an elitist. etc., etc. ... yadda, yadda, yadda ... My hatred for the commissary..... Ever hear of a manure spreader...you think there's some cosmic difference between cow shit in the fields and people shit in the fields?
Boy ... what an unhappy shopper. I guess someone LITERALLY shit in your Cheerios ... I wonder if it was illegals workin' the fields ... or cows ???
No hippies?? You obviously haven't frequented too many ''farmers' markets'' in the Great Northwest -- ALL of the applicants/proponents of ''farmers' markets'' while I was on the County Planning Commission were burned-out '60s hippies or their progeny. NO exceptions -- believe it. [/B]