Back to School: The Real Hunger Games

September rolls in and suddenly it’s back to school season. Even if you’re not carrying a backpack anymore, the vibe is real: fresh starts, new routines, and the silent promise you’ll “eat better this term.” Spoiler: the syllabus is grocery shopping, and the exam starts in aisle one.

Because adulthood’s version of back to school looks a lot like this:

Breakfast Showdown: Do you buy overnight oats ingredients you’ll never soak, or accept your fate as a “coffee-is-breakfast” kind of person?

Snack Diplomacy: Pretend you’re stocking up on carrot sticks, but we all know the real treaty is signed at the crisps shelf.

Budget Gymnastics: That painful moment when the organic almond butter costs more than your student loan installment (or your Friday night bar tab).

It’s survival of the fittest... or at least survival of whoever remembered to bring bags for life. The aisles are your arena, your trolley is your weapon, and the prize? A week of meals that don’t involve calling your mum for recipes.

This is why Roulette exists. Our trolleys don’t just carry your groceries; they carry your pride. They make lugging five kilos of pasta up your apartment stairs feel less like defeat and more like a stylish flex. Because in The Real Hunger Games, the secret isn’t kale smoothies or quinoa bowls. It’s showing up with a trolley that says: I’ve got this.

So sharpen your wits, steady your wheels, and may the snacks be ever in your favour.

With Love & Good Luck,

The Grocery Club