Supa IGA, corner Albert and Paisley streets. Phone: 9396 1404
Our first ever visit to the new IGA – one part of the site that used to be Dimmeys/Forges – gets off to a sour start when I almost get into a somewhat heated argument with the Seventh Day Adventists manning a booth outside.
Luckily, I pull myself up with a stern admonition – “life is too short for this BS” – and head inside.
We are wielding a shopping list of very modest length, so check the whole place out – right around, and up and down every aisle – before we start throwing items in our basket.
The store is done out in urban-industrial, which would be a tad oppressive if it were not for the incredible prevalence of colourful products of Asian derivation.
Truth is, many of the Asian products seem to be of the highly packaged and processed snack food variety.
I’ve been told my sniffy disdain for such fare renders me thoroughly unfit for residence anywhere in Asia, particularly Japan.
So be it!
That said, in many ways this supermarket is a typical IGA – especially when it comes to non-food items.
This may be the only Australia’s only IGA sporting live seafood tanks, but I know there are supermarkets of other persuasions who do likewise.
The non-live unfrozen seafood range seems quite good.
On the other hand, the deli counter and bakery sections do little to impress.
The fresh produce selection seems pretty handy, but hardly offers staunch competition to nearby Little Saigon Market.
The fresh meat range seems particularly lame on this Saturday afternoon
All of which makes us think this may only be an occasional stop for us – when we’re in the area, ready to shop and figure and we can cover all our bases there.
We find bargains though.
There’s broccoli at $1.50 a kilogram, for instance, and Zafarelli pasta at $1 a 500g bag.
From the endless range of Asian sweets, savouries and frozen lines, Bennie chooses a Meiji Yan Yan Double Cream.
This turns out to contain biscuit sticks and strawberry and chocolate sauces to dip them into.
He loves it, of course, but tells me the ratio of sticks to goop is out of whack, and that he has to resort to scooping out the rest of it with his fingers.
Life’s so bloody hard sometimes!