We all have them. Some stores are worse than others, but even your favorite may get your dander up for one reason or another. Like that beautiful looking family pack of boneless chicken thighs on sale at Shaws, that once opened, reveals a pound of fat carefully tucked under the great looking meat. Or the fact that Stop & Shop only employs one bagger for what seems like every 300 customers (and I'm never one of them).
Even your favorite market screws the pooch now and again. I am the ultimate Market Basket fanboi, but last night I cooked a whole chicken that I bought there. Imagine my surprise when I pulled out the giblet bag from the body cavity to find it contained, and I kid you not, 1 neck, 4 livers, 2 gizzards, and 6 hearts!! That must have been one bizarre chicken. My dogs were quite happy, though, and the giblet gravy was plentiful and delish.