Pippa Middleton proves her commercial pulling power as the supermarket magazine she writes for rockets up the U.K. charts.
One day, Patsy was in a supermarket checkout line with her son.
At Metro, a supermarket, shelves are well-stocked with goods, most of them Israeli, at seemingly exorbitant prices for Gazans.
The supermarket in town has made sure to stock up on staples like bottled water, just in case.
But some parents do seek it out, and there is a movement to make it widely available on supermarket shelves.
They turned into the supermarket and mingled with the shoppers.
The supermarket took all we had—except a dozen—and at a dollar fifty each.
No food within a hundred miles after we used what was in our own pantry and robbed what we could from the supermarket downtown.
We began to find better bargains elsewhere, in the supermarket.
Apparently he cashed the check at the little store, or the supermarket, near where you lived there in New Orleans.