So, yesterday, we were at Wal-Mart. In the parking lot, I saw a hearse. On the side windows it had "for sale" written.
Suddenly I realized that we should buy it. We would buy a coffin and keep it in the hearse. Then when we went shopping for groceries, they would be stored in the coffin and transported into the house that way.
Every now and then the neighbors would see us pull up in our hearse and transport a coffin into the house. If they asked what was in the coffin, we would answer: ...food.