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The Worst Things to Buy at Trader Joe's

I'm in a Shame Spiral Because of These Trader Joe's Products

The Worst Things to Buy at Trader Joe's
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Sure, Trader Joe's has some seriously delicious products, but we also know that its produce and snacks can fall a little flat at times. Blogger Geraldine DeRuiter of The Everywhereist gives us her lists of Trader Joe's items to avoid at all costs.

Nearly every week, I engage in the same stupidity.

I refer not to my tendency to watch DVR'd episodes of American Idol for hours on end (long after, I should note, the phone lines for voting have closed, making my behavior particularly inexplicable, even by reality TV standards). I stopped doing that in 2013, after my husband caught me unconsciously contorting my face in weird ways as the contestants sang. (This alarmed both of us.)

The weekly idiocy to which I refer is my ongoing commitment to shopping at Trader Joe's. There, despite my better judgment, I spend countless dollars on half-composted produce and pantry items that were likely conceived of in a think-tank dedicated to f*cking with hipsters.

"If we give it a cute name and cater to a dietary restriction that we've convinced them they have, they'll pay $8 for muffins that taste like wood pulp."

I do this in part because I have the misguided impression that by shopping at Trader Joe's, I'm supporting an independent neighborhood grocer. The reality is that the chain is owned by one of the wealthiest families in Germany, and their Wikipedia page includes the phrase "horse meat contamination scandal" and reveals that they once fired an employee for being HIV positive. Which sort of changes how I view the company.

But if you don't know any of that, I can understand how Trader Joe's might seem like food heaven, especially if you've been stranded on a desert island for years, or if you're a vegan. Then the aisles filled with overripe produce, amorphous clouds of fruit flies, and tubs of hummus that are inexplicably covered in a patina of more hummus seem like a godsend.

For a few tender years in my twenties, when it was the only grocery store in walking distance, I would skip down the aisles gleefully, while disaffected Trader Joe's employees carted out bags upon bags of diced butternut squash and wilted lettuce like tattooed, severely depressed Christmas elves.

And now, even though the years have taught me that I'd be better off getting my produce from a gas station, I still shop there. It might be nostalgia. Or frugality. Or Stockholm Syndrome.

Here is a brief list of products that I keep buying, because I am a well-intentioned moron.

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