Everyone has her/his own religious experience at least once in her/his life.
My mate Matt told me that when he was in Bodh Gaya, the place where Gautama Buddha attained unsurpassed and supreme Enlightenment, he had the most intense religious experience ever.
He felt dizzy. He had hallucination. He puked out his breakfast. He saw some mysterious patterns of the future.
Likewise, I got my spiritual occurrence in the supermarket of Union Square.
The first night in New York, I spend my first couple of hours in Whole Foods Market. I found myself surrounded by a world of commodity, blueberry muffin, white chocolate cookie, ginger bread, baby spinach, cereal, turkey leg, Norwegian salmon and etc.
They even have 30 kinds of peanut butter. CRAZY!
In my local Sainsbury, there are only two kinds: value and taste the difference. And they taste exactly the same.
In Britain, people often talked about youth drinking problem and the crumbling health system. Maybe the reason is purely simple: comparing to the general bad food, alcohol is the only variety in life.
In here, Whole Foods Market provides the answer: who needs NHS and your GP anyway? Just go to your local supermarket!
You will find everything in there.