Discount Stores in Mazomanie, WI

“Fresh tomatoes? Cukes? Potato's and onions too. Red bell peppers. So fresh they aren't noticed missing from the garden by the bunnies yet! At a Dollar General you say? Nah, just the store along hwy 14 on the westernmost edge of Mazomanie, Wisconsin. And NOT IN the store, but the parking lot. So it's technically NOT about Dollar General at all. And probably only for another week or so. Two weeks ago I happened to stop at this store to get some AAA batteries for my mouse on evening when I took notice of the vegetables out yonder as I returned to my car. This is about the DG, not a fly by night vege hustler offering righteous prices on healthy gazpacho fixins' (which was precisely what I prepared following that initial visit) The DG store too has an impressive grocery selection, to be certain. I have ventured into many a dollar store type place in the last couple decades, and they seem to be stepping up their game. Ages back the stuff inside made me wary of its place of origin and authenticity of labels on the merch. One place about 20 miles north west of this place, I purchase some dirt cheap pasta because I figured a dried noodle is a dried noodle. And it's true. They are dry. That box of pasta when closely inspected didn't have a UPC symbol! Holy F! That might mean one of two things. The first being that it's country of origin isn't on the recognized industrial records of the planet. Or It was like 40+ years old, meaning before EVERYTHING anywhere was stamped with its mark of the beast tattoo! That's like late 70s folks! Cooking those noodles was only done to make a scientific advanced concept that some foods might be worth something following a nuclear event. The strand of spaghetti I tasted from that singular pot O noodles was edible. It wasn't terrible and it wasn't good. But it did sustain the boiling water for 9 minutes and was al dente. It ate it and live to tell about it all these years later. I dumped the rest because I wasn't starving enough to take a chance on possibly some weird E. coli strain was lurking in a certain batch of pasta that had originally been destined for Russia back during the Cold War. Where was I? The beer selection is adequate, as I wasn't looking, I suppose. I can't imagine beer snobs wanting some elitist microbrew are going to find a keeper in a bargain basement outlet for the penny wise. Loads of Starbucks drinks. Energy drinks, Monster mostly. All sorts of familiar cartoon character endorsed cold cereals, none of them some off brand phony a** looking pirate as a fake Capt Crunch in the bunch. Some of nearly everything really. It's like Target only not an overflow of RED. Or the stench of a lidless dumpster, akin to a vast trailer park such as Walmart. No this place is like a tiny car, it has pretty much all the same stuff, just squeezed into a building that can be comfortably dropped right into a large 7-11. As for the daily fresh veges, well as stated that's gonna be gone long before most of you readers get to this final word. Word.”