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When Linda was fetching me groceries from Aldi, she put them in the
"reusable" bags that Kroger delivers curbside pick-ups in. "Reusable"
in quotes because at that time, we weren't allowed to have baggers put groceries in bags we'd brought in, so you couldn't bring them back for
a refill.

So I collected quite a pile after I told her that they fit my
panniers.

I habitually insulate my left pannier by lining it with a Kroger bag,
lining the Kroger bag with newspapers, then lining the newpapers with
a small trash bag that has a couple of folded newspapers at the bottom
to soak up the sweat from my bags of ice. On the rack side, I slip a
county map (in a cut-down newspaper sleeve) and a letter-size sheet of
paper folded around snack bags of twist-tie bags between the layers of newspaper.

I started carrying gallon bags when Duck Down & Above sold seconds,
and I sometimes had to re-pack them to fit into my panniers. I never
stopped, because you never know when you'll get the equivalent of a
family-size bag of potato chips with your sandwich. There are (or
should be; I'll have to inspect the folder) also smaller bags for half
a sandwich.

Whenever I parked in the sun, it annoyed me very much that the Kroger
bag is brown. Finally the dime dropped when I was looking for a place
to carry a light-green folder of the sort that one gets one's
discharge instructions in when leaving a hospital. (On inspection, it
proved to be one that insurance papers had come in.)

I slipped it into the pannier between the Kroger bag and the wires,
and there it has stayed ever since -- reflecting sun away from my ice,
and providing me with a flat place to carry papers that are handed to
me naked.

Such as the maps I picked up at the beginning of the Tour des lakes. I
looked at the maps, then slipped them into the folder. Whenever I
wanted to consult one, I would slide it partway out, then push it back
in.

The following Friday, when I was organizing my panniers for Saturday's
Farmers' Markets, I pulled the papers out of the folder.

Not until then did I notice that on the back of each map was a list of
the checkpoints, with exact locations, total distance, and the
distances between.
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On 2021-07-29, Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

When Linda was fetching me groceries from Aldi, she put them in the "reusable" bags that Kroger delivers curbside pick-ups in. "Reusable"
in quotes because at that time, we weren't allowed to have baggers put groceries in bags we'd brought in, so you couldn't bring them back for
a refill.

So I collected quite a pile after I told her that they fit my
panniers.

I habitually insulate my left pannier by lining it with a Kroger bag,
lining the Kroger bag with newspapers, then lining the newpapers with
a small trash bag that has a couple of folded newspapers at the bottom
to soak up the sweat from my bags of ice. On the rack side, I slip a
county map (in a cut-down newspaper sleeve) and a letter-size sheet of
paper folded around snack bags of twist-tie bags between the layers of newspaper.

I started carrying gallon bags when Duck Down & Above sold seconds,
and I sometimes had to re-pack them to fit into my panniers. I never stopped, because you never know when you'll get the equivalent of a family-size bag of potato chips with your sandwich. There are (or
should be; I'll have to inspect the folder) also smaller bags for half
a sandwich.

Whenever I parked in the sun, it annoyed me very much that the Kroger
bag is brown. Finally the dime dropped when I was looking for a place
to carry a light-green folder of the sort that one gets one's
discharge instructions in when leaving a hospital. (On inspection, it
proved to be one that insurance papers had come in.)

I slipped it into the pannier between the Kroger bag and the wires,
and there it has stayed ever since -- reflecting sun away from my ice,
and providing me with a flat place to carry papers that are handed to
me naked.

Such as the maps I picked up at the beginning of the Tour des lakes. I
looked at the maps, then slipped them into the folder. Whenever I
wanted to consult one, I would slide it partway out, then push it back
in.

The following Friday, when I was organizing my panniers for Saturday's Farmers' Markets, I pulled the papers out of the folder.

Not until then did I notice that on the back of each map was a list of
the checkpoints, with exact locations, total distance, and the
distances between.

I remember the first time I visited an "Aldi's" in Missouri.

I saw some people loading groceries into their car; they were nearly done.

I said: "I'm going that way, I'll return your cart for you". I did not understand the reluctance they showed, but they gave me the cart.

I got to the store and saw that you got a quarter back for returning the
cart. I turned and rushed back to the family to give them their quarter,
but they were already leaving.

I was so embarrassed.

Then I saw people shopping with handguns strapped to their hips and nobody blinked an eye. What a different world than here in California.

I remember growing up with gun racks being very common in pickup trucks. It all began changing in the '60's with the Black Panthers carrying their
rifles around in Berkeley.

Anyway...Aldi's is kind of like Trader Joe's and I understand the founders
are brothers.

Pureheart in Aptos
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