Today in Slate I took a break from educational muckraking (don’t worry, this week’s edu-column is INSANE; you’ll have to read it to believe it; it’s almost all reporting, too, because the story is so bananas it tells itself), to extol the virtues of my favorite giant chain store (yes, I have one! Socialist me is a secret Capitalist!): ALDI. An Aldi recently opened on the corner of Kingshighway and Delmar in St. Louis–so a long walk/short bike ride/nonexistent drive from my house!–and my life has not been the same, because $2.50 cartons of Belgian truffles, and $0.20 bars of German chocolate. But the real reason I love Aldi–and it’s a complex love, because I realize the Albrecht family doesn’t need any more money–is that it’s brought some of my most beloved German grocery-shopping practices Stateside, and I hope they catch on.
Once a month I will be contributing to Slate’s culture blog, BrowBeat, usually writing about stuff that has to do with Germany, Austria, literature, even my very best friend TV (!!!), to give me a leeeetle break from all the higher-ed screeds. This is my first such contribution.