It’s certainly sobering to think that British consumers waste roughly a quarter of the food we buy. Or to put it another way, we funnel £12 billion a year from the supermarket through to our rubbish tips, costing each household an average of £480.
Most Americans have probably heard the song ‘Santa Claus Is Coming to Town’ about a billion times in the supermarket alone.
By 2003, every fool was getting into real estate. The checkout girl at my local supermarket handed me her newly printed real estate agent business card.
Whenever possible, I use local, fresh ingredients, just because it tastes and feels better to eat an egg or a tomato or a hamburger that wasn’t flown halfway around the world, that didn’t travel on a truck and get stuck in traffic jams, that hasn’t been sitting in a supermarket’s refrigerator case for days.
I was surprised by how little they knew about me at Barcelona. You can accept that from a supermarket cashier – but not from someone who works in football.
I think it’s dynamite, the way my career has just kept moving, even when people didn’t know it did. I made such interesting films, but, yeah, they’re not necessarily the big movies that go to the supermarket. I don’t need those movies, because I don’t wanna do them.
When I go out to the supermarket or when I’m feeling lazy, I just put a little bright lipstick or gloss, and it brightens the skin. It’s about enhancing what I have.
It’s quite amazing to me, as I walk around a supermarket or a health food shop, to observe the number of Fairtrade choices: not just staples such as coffee, tea, fresh fruits and rice, but cocoa and chocolate, herbs and spices, honey, ice cream, and jams.
You look how much sugar is in a typical supermarket loaf of bread: it’s a lot of sugar. It’s just become one of those sugar delivery systems in our food economy.
One good rule of thumb is to focus on those foods sold along the perimeter of a supermarket. Vegetables, fruits, fish, poultry, dairy products, and bread are generally positioned along the outer borders of grocery stores.
A lot of what you see in the supermarket I would argue is not really food. It’s what I call edible, food-like substances.
I started working myself from about 14, really, so I wasn’t a burden on my family. I did a paper round and a milk round. When I was 15 or 16, I worked in a supermarket on Saturdays stacking shelves, and then every summer I temped, right through university until my working days started.
Supermarket companies are big logistics companies, and one of the ways we’ve increased profitability in the past is by re-evaluating how they do logistics.
I doubt I’ll ever retire, but if I do, I see myself as the little old Parisian lady pushing her trolley from the supermarket to her apartment. Everyone needs a pipe dream.
In the week before a race, I try to stay away from germ areas. I keep disinfectant wipes in my bag for when I have to use a supermarket trolley or something like that.
I’m a prankster with a Monty Python sense of humor that somehow gets misrepresented in those tacky supermarket publications as bratty, snotty, and rude.
One great benefit of not being on TV every week is that people will be a lot less interested in what I have in my supermarket basket. I could even un-tint my car windows – or at least opt for a lighter shade.
Till this day, people stop me in the supermarket, and they’re like, ‘Oh, we’re so proud of you!’
In Majorca, I can be myself. I go to the supermarket and the cinema, and I am just Rafa. Everyone knows me, and it is no big deal. I can go all day – no photographs.
I have always lived an ordinary life, and always will. It’s who and what has to do with my job that makes it ‘unordinary.’ I cook, go to the supermarket, pick my children up at school.
Nobody is more capable to pointing out the unbalances in, let’s say, supermarket prices than women.
