I am personally partial to shopping at Costco. That is when it comes to shopping at a mom and pop brick and mortar old fashioned shoppe. Irony, eh!
As for my online needs that must be quenched in the heat of battle, so to speak, and I know people will hate me for it, I go on Amazon. And yeah, I know, I am part of the problem since I give my $ to the likes of Bezos of the world, and lo and behold, because I am an online sellout, paper currency will go the way of the dodo.
I hear you. But I do not give a damn.
If you figure out another way to get an Osprey book, or a Baxter of California bar of soap, or anything else delivered to your abode in 24 to 48 hours from having the thought irrigate your synapses, gimme a call.
Until then, I will continue to exchange money for products on Amazon.
As for fulfilling more immediate, tangible needs such as cupping the feel of a nice melon, or palpating the curves of Spanish oranges and comparing them to the firmness of Floridian or Moroccan ones, while also getting a few other sundries, I recommend Costco.
They have an ironclad return guarantee they actually standby. Their staff is always helpful. You know they work smart, and they are not miserable, because Costco pays them well, benefits and all.
And before I forget, we also shop for ethnic foodstuffs at our local Romanian grocer, whom we know and appreciate.
My advice: become friends with your sources of food. Its that or learn to hunt and fish, folks. Because one way or another, that goose ain‘t gonna cook itself, eh.
Götterdämmerung 