My dad was the one who did the grocery shopping! He loved doing it and my mom loved letting him. So every Saturday morning my dad, sister and I went food shopping.
We started at the market for packaged and dry goods. Then we'd go to the produce store next door. Then the bakery if we were going to get something sweet. Then we always ended up at the meat market where we'd get the meat. And then home! Every week. It was like a treasure hunt and it took several hours. My mom loved to go clothes shopping which I despise. She never was a fan of food shopping. But she loved to cook! Weird.
