My saga with United Van Lines continues to drag on, and on, and on. Read the most recent details here. Sensitive Reader Alert: Sarcasm in copious quantities has been spotted on my United Van Lines saga page. Consider yourself warned.We had canned Indian food tonight. That was a mistake. I was in one of the local natural foods markets, saw the canned Indian food, and thought, “Hmm, that is either going to be good, or really, really bad.” As it turned out, it was really, really bad.
Why do natural foods markets feel the need to brand themselves as natural foods markets. Are there unnatural food markets out there somewhere, too? What would these unnatural food markets sell? Twinkies, bologna, rhubarb?
I was standing in the grocery store the other day waiting for the meat department employee to finish splitting a pack of five hot sausages into a two-pack of hot sausages at a glacial pace when I noted a Clearance Meat section. “Ooo, cheap meat!” my mind thought. Then, the more rational, less glandular portion of the brain tossed in its two cents in the form of a question, “What, exactly, qualifies meat to be put into the Clearance Meat bin?” Pawing through the Clearance Meat bin (there’s a sentence you don’t hear very often) revealed that kosher hamburger, various oddly flavored sausages, and beef soup bones apparently were worthy of Clearance Meat status. Given the general state of the country’s meat packing industry (I’ll have the Listeria on the side, slathered in e. coli, please), I decided not to press my luck with Clearance Meat, regardless of the magnitude of the bargain offered.