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This is a weird one, but grocery stores for cultures other than my own.
For one, there's SO MUCH cool shit and delicious foods I never even knew existed. I think the biggest factor though is it's the closest I've ever gotten to actually traveling. Can't afford the real thing.
While I also love their restaurants and cultural events, there's something about being served or attempting to showcase major cultural highlights in some event that kills the authenticity of the experience.
In their grocery stores, I'm surrounded by that same culture, but none of it's about me: the other shoppers don't give a fuck about me, the staff only interact at the checkout... and other than that it's just me and a can of... some kind of sauce? I can't read it... but some elderly Asian woman just grabbed two of them and the rest of her cart is filled with what will undeniably become an amazing meal... fuck it, I'll give it shot!
The drinks and junk food too are also usually a safe option to find something both very different from what I'm used to and very tasty.
Definitely spent more than a few bucks on things that weren't... eh... compatible with my palette, but finding out is part of the experience.
Idk. Weird thing to get excited about, but it's a good time.
There's an Asian Market near me (literally called that) and it's always fun to explore and see what new thing we can find to try! Lots of snacks, lots of ramen, lots of spices!