Grocery stores are starting to look like the Soviet Russian ones depicted in The Americans.
Fresh meat counter – empty. Completely. Bare, even.
No potatoes. No carrots. They did have broccoli and cauliflower and blueberries, so that’s what we got. No cottage cheese. Three containers of yogurt; I took one. There was milk and cheese and sauerkraut.
Canned food aisle? Fuhgeddaboudit. And no bread, not a loaf.
Breakfast cereal? Don’t make me laugh. There were several boxes of bran flakes, but that’s it.
And there was some frozen seafood. Probably because that’s one of the priciest items in the store.