Step 1: Leave the children at home.
Ahh, if it were only that easy... Shopping with the kiddos is one of the things that I try avoid at all costs. It is chaos. This one is screaming because they want to drive the cart, that one is crashing into little old ladies. Mommy is acting like a frantic squirrel gathering nuts, trying to get outta there as fast as possible.
The thing that makes shopping with kids in Paris more intense is that the space is much more confined and it is usually more crowded. And don't think when you get to the caisse you are homefree. They do not help you bag your goods, they go right on to the next person in line creating more squirrel like activity from mom. While I'm frantically bagging les enfants are running out onto the sidewalk. Then you gotta haul that stuff back to your apartment. I have never appreciated driving to the grocery store more than I do now. Y'all don't know how good you have it!
Since we have been here about a year now, I have smartened up a bit. I use their delivery service, I try to go when I only have one kid in tow and when they are less crowded around 10-11am.
Happy Thanksgiving my fellow Americans! Just another day in Paris. We will be celebrating this weekend with our French friends. It will be their first Thanksgiving, our first one in Paris. I'll fill you in on that next week!