Avoidance of supermarkets

Another way in which we French women are without equal: - we do shopping better than anyone else.
Firstly, we don't do the Anglo-Saxon thing of buying food in bulk.  Large size is a very vulgar
Anglo-Saxon thing that has absolutely no place in a French home (unless it is the floor size of
one's residence). 

One thing that makes us better than our Anglo-Saxon counterparts is that we only buy food on a
daily basis. 

When I see a suave French man wearing a polo neck jumper and square glasses walking along the
street with chin-length hair carefully gelled to flow backwards holding a paper bag of shopping
containing the day's food, with some herbs contained within the bag still in their plant pot
protruding above the top of the bag, I think to myself about how we French ooze sophistication.

When I go to the USA, I tend to see fatty women (who wobble around from side-to-side because they
are so fat) driving MPVs, mid-size cars (by American standards, anyway), SUVs, pick-up trucks etc
emerging from the "maaaall" with gigantic trolleys loaded to the brim with gigantic quantities of
food, loading them into the car.  When I see this typical sight, I think to myself how vulgar and lacking in sophistication Americans look in comparison to us French.

I must comment that I only see this sight from a distance, as I feel "shaaaapping maaaalls" are unbefitting of a sophisticated French woman such as myself.  The closest thing I am willing to do when it comes to going to the "maaaall" is visit Le Bon Marché in Paris.

Everyone (in France, that is) knows that the proper way to go shopping is to spend several hours (if necessary, though if you are sophisticated like me, you will know all the local specialist high-quality shops) hunting for ingredients in high-quality specialist shops.  I have such a refined palate that I can tell the difference between such food and food that has come from a "shaaaaping maaaall".  When the latter enters my mouth, I spit it out in disgust.