Scoop Away

9.5.2013


I was running some errands the other day and wound up at Sprouts market.  It touts itself as "your Farmer's Market Market," or some such shit.  I heard from a park dad that it had good produce.  I didn't need produce (I got a REAL farmer's market for that), but I needed dried split peas, dried beans and rice.  They have bins full of that shit.

I scored what I needed, went home.  I cooked up Mexican rice and refried beans for Ez's dinner and I gotta tell you it was good.

Next morn I told my little wife about going to Sprouts and she said she hated that joint.  I said, whu?  Why?  She said she didn't like the bins; too many people snack on the shit in the bins.

"They help themselves to dried banana chips and chocolate pretzels and shit," she said.  "That's fucking gross."

I was about to say something and she said, "Same thing at Whole Paycheck.  People eat right out of the fucking bins.  Yuck."

I didn't doubt her.  So when I went back to Sprouts another "the other day," sure enough, there was some asshole eating right out of the bins:  She scooped-up a handful of dried red lentils and started munching.

Tonight - The Homestead.

Yep.  Happy end of the month.  


bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!