The grocery store where I do most of my food shopping has reconfigured its interior, with fancy new fixtures arranged in a different layout.  I'm sure we'll all get the hang of it sooner or later, but shopping there yesterday was a total bear.  Gridlock in the produce section!   Bewildered yogis bleating about the elusiveness of the tortillas.

The wine section's up front now.  Squee!  I'll never forget to pop a bottle of local in the cart again! AA thanks you in advance for my support.

I think they are running a bit scared about the new Whole Foods (currently a huge hole in the ground a few short blocks from my front door), hence all the wood and burnished metal.  Despite the suburban nature of my old house, I could actually walk to that particular grocery store, albeit along a rather busy roadway.  I can walk to everything else in the new neighborhood, but for groceries I have to get in the old Saturn, unless I want to go and get depressed at the dilapidated Vons a few blocks away.  It's totally walkable, but so Soviet it's not even funny.  Where do they get all that brown fruit?  It smells like roach traps.

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[Sahara]

Adam and I call the Fresh and Easy (have you been in one?) the soviet grocery store. Its just so stark and lacks choice. LOL! We have the same twisted sense of humor!