Part of my "growing up" occurred in the middle of Texas. (I may have mentioned that previously.)
My father got paid once a month. So we went grocery shopping once a month. (Maybe a slight exaggeration, but only slight.)
I remember that we bought a lot of canned goods & frozen foods.
We also had chickens & a garden. & he had a friend who had a cow - yech.
So that fact that I regularly travel to a multitude of shops is an interesting outcome.
Going from a farmette to a condo is a similar outcome. (Growing up in the summer I swear mowing the grass was a constant chore - now my condo fees pay for lawn service.)