If you've been reading Beach Eats for a while, you'll know that I've done my fair share of whining about the exasperating event that is grocery shopping in Manhattan. Last summer I likened it to the running of the bulls and I wasn't exaggerating. In that same piece I offered a tip to Fairway shoppers: shop the organic section upstairs ... the check-out lines are smaller and more efficient. Well, that was then and this is now - the upstairs check-out lines have exploded. Just last Friday I waited 15 minutes in line behind 12 other shoppers, all for some organic broccoli, silken tofu and a Kashi frozen pizza. Sigh.
To make matters worse, 8 out of 12 of those shoppers were wearing the most alarming hats imaginable. What is it about organic shoppers that engenders a fondness for the most absurd forms of head gear? Have you noticed this ... or is it just me? ~cue crickets~ Just me? Ok, we'll move on. But not before I note for the record that my own head was bare. The silly hat parade did not include yours truly.
Either it was a slow news day on Saturday, or Fairway frustrations are coming to a head ... because the front page of the New York Times featured an article about the quirky and terrifying Fairway elevator. I might have written it myself - if Glen Collins hadn't beaten me to the punch ... or if the New York Times cared to employ me in any fashion! ~wink~ The husband passed me the article Saturday afternoon, saying: "you're going to love this, its about you!" And in a way, he's right. I'm part of the "elevator cognoscenti" Collins mentions. I know the protocol, I know where the elusive call-button is hidden and, more importantly, I know how to hold the door open for others, lest they get caught in its swift iron jaws.
Click the link and take a spin through Mr. Collins' amusing article. You'll be rewarded with another brief glimpse into the glamorous life of La Diva, such as it is, and a few chuckles to boot. Look carefully next time you're trapped in that elevator ... I might just be there beside you.
So, tell me about your shopping experience. Do you bask in the luxury of wide aisles and a stunning array of products? Or are you navigating as tiny and treacherous a space as us Fairway combatants? Curious Diva wants to know.