Just when I thought I would never enjoy a Lean Cuisine or some salt and vinegar potato chips again… it all changed.

Garrett and I were enjoying a day out and about, exploring a new area fairly close to our neighborhood. We had a purpose. We were looking for a California Pizza Kitchen I had seen an ad for. I was juiced to have the opportunity to enjoy the flavors of home, like the melted barbeque goodness that is my favorite pizza. I could taste the morsels as we searched for the yellow awning.

But, needless to say, we got lost and were going in every direction but the right one. Hungry, frustrated, cold and anxious Garrett and I continued our trek.

Then, when things were getting just a little too cold we found an escalator going down to what was called City Shop. I assumed it was another mall with useless knick-knacks meant for tourist and foreigners, Garrett and I headed down to look around and get some shelter from the blistering cold. (And by blistering I mean 30 degrees, which is freezing to me!!) As the escalator brought us down and the glass doors slid open I realized I had died. The hypothermia had gotten to me and I must have died looking for CPK. What I was seeing couldn’t be real. I was dead and I made it to Heaven.

City Shop is where white people come to eat. City Shop if where dreams come true. City Shop is my new favorite place on earth. Pop Tarts, Cool Whip, how about Ben and Jerry’s? Whatever you desire can be yours! This week’s People Magazine? I nearly wet myself with excitement. THEY EVEN HAD CAKE MIX!! (I still don’t have an oven, but one step at a time.) Ohh and silly rabbit these Trixs aren’t made for Chinese speakers. The boxes, the labels, the nutrition facts… EVERYTHING IS IN ENGLISH!! Not a character in sight. Everything was there, Capri Sun, Haribo, Captain and his Crunch!! I wasn’t sure what to do.

Heaven does have a price; at City Shop Heaven you have to give them your right leg for your can of Lysol disinfectant. Never thought you would pay $10 bucks for some Eggos? Move to China, I’m sure that’ll change. At these prices, it’s definitely Lego my Eggo. But I guess they cater to the home sick and the hungry, who often are willing to pay more for the things that bring them home.

If 20 bucks is what it will cost me for a box of Mac and Cheese… well then… maybe 20 bucks is what I’ll pay. God I love Mac and Cheese

City Supermarket: 1376 Nanjing Xi Rd (in the Ritz-Carlton) (Large Expatriate grocery store close to the Westin)

南京西路1376号，在波特曼内