Prior to covid-19, I didn’t do much grocery shopping at the Asian supermarkets other than picking up the latest boba popcorn snacks or a bag of baby bok choy.
Since then, I have become well-versed in the ins & outs of what’s available as I have become my folk’s personal shopper.
- The meat counter? Check.
- The bakery? Check.
- Finding herbs for cooling tea? Check.
- The fish stall? Kinda check – my father has not let me live down the fact that I brought back a not-so-fresh fish…some bones were sticking out of it and I didn’t notice but now I know and I’m like one of those aunties inspecting all sides of a fish.
But, there is one level I cannot even attempt. If you can do it, then I have to give you big boss props.
My father asked me to get a fresh chicken from the live chicken shop in Chinatown. I just couldn’t…memories of being dragged there when I was a kid came rushing back – the smell, the loose feathers everywhere and the sounds have forever been etched into my soul. Maybe it’s more clean now, but still no thanks.
Believe it or not, I was able to fulfill his shopping request in the end. To my surprise, Kam Man supermarket in Quincy, MA sells fresh chickens by the bag. How fresh are they? I don’t know but they have the heads and feet still attached which seems to be all that matters?
BaBa Chan was happy in the end. So, mission accomplished.