I'm not sure if it's genetic, but both my brother and I enjoy meandering grocery stores. For me, it's an escapist tactic - I get lost in pretty packaging, interesting products as well as all the delicious things I could make with said pretty, interesting products.
Oh, International Market...you indulge me. What I love is whatever I can't pick up at the normal grocery store or refuse to shell out double its price at Whole Foods I can always find at International Marketplace. Phyllo dough! Tahini! Blueberry tea? Done! The store is roughly divided into European delights on one side with Asian delicacies on the other - produce and meat separating the two factions.
The employees are usually tasking, but always there in the event of a question. As for prices, they're somewhat high...but I can always justify it with my mom's membership card (avoid a surcharge for less than twenty bucks) or the fact it's most likely imported from distant lands.