Once you’re inside, it hits you. That smell. You know the one—a mix of fresh bread, cleaning products, and faint regret.
The entrance is a gauntlet of special offers. A tower of crisps here, a mountain of toilet roll there. They’re trying to distract you. Don’t fall for it. You came for milk.
Or did you? You’ll forget by the time you reach the bakery section anyway.
The Bakery: Your First Win
Let’s pause here. The bakery is a legitimate highlight. Those cinnamon swirls? Dangerous.
I once bought four thinking I’d “save some for the week.” They didn’t survive the car journey home. Don’t judge me.
