not exactly comparison shopping

I went up to the Staples at 232nd and Broadway to get hanging folders (which have been on my shopping list for months, literally), and some fancy paper to print resumes on, any few that actually go by hard copy instead of email.

There's a Stop and Shop on the next block, so I stopped in. Even signed up for one of their stupid cards, because I kept spotting things that looked interesting, with significant price differences. In the end, I didn't buy any of those--fish because I wouldn't be likely to cook it until Saturday, baby carrots because I don't think we used the last bag. But I got pickles, and tangerine juice, and sardines, and some frozen veggies, and light cream.

It looked and felt far more like the standard American supermarket than the A & P whatever-it's-called-this-year at the A train, which is what I usually use, or than Fairway and that ilk: wider aisles and more of them, the separate bakery area with a large display of indifferent baked goods nearby. But the prices weren't any better than I'd pay here in Manhattan in my cramped little market, maybe worse on some things.

I expect to go back from time to time, because I need a reliable source of fish. But it isn't exactly convenient, the way the bus lines run.

Anyone want a Stop and Shop card? They gave me four.

not exactly comparison shopping

I went up to the Staples at 232nd and Broadway to get hanging folders (which have been on my shopping list for months, literally), and some fancy paper to print resumes on, any few that actually go by hard copy instead of email.

There's a Stop and Shop on the next block, so I stopped in. Even signed up for one of their stupid cards, because I kept spotting things that looked interesting, with significant price differences. In the end, I didn't buy any of those--fish because I wouldn't be likely to cook it until Saturday, baby carrots because I don't think we used the last bag. But I got pickles, and tangerine juice, and sardines, and some frozen veggies, and light cream.

It looked and felt far more like the standard American supermarket than the A & P whatever-it's-called-this-year at the A train, which is what I usually use, or than Fairway and that ilk: wider aisles and more of them, the separate bakery area with a large display of indifferent baked goods nearby. But the prices weren't any better than I'd pay here in Manhattan in my cramped little market, maybe worse on some things.

I expect to go back from time to time, because I need a reliable source of fish. But it isn't exactly convenient, the way the bus lines run.

Anyone want a Stop and Shop card? They gave me four.

escaping temptation

Anita Rowland has kindly put the Potlatch 11 auction catalog on the Web. Bidding at-con only, but there's at least one person who would be willing to bid on my behalf. Fortunately, the vest Kate Schaefer donated this time is a medium, so I can avoid temptation. It would be a very foolish thing for me to bid on--I've dropped out of the bidding on several of Kate's vests when I was employed, because they wind up in the $200+ range. Worth it, I think, for how good they are, and the money generally goes to good fannish causes, but a lot for something I wouldn't wear often.

escaping temptation

Anita Rowland has kindly put the Potlatch 11 auction catalog on the Web. Bidding at-con only, but there's at least one person who would be willing to bid on my behalf. Fortunately, the vest Kate Schaefer donated this time is a medium, so I can avoid temptation. It would be a very foolish thing for me to bid on--I've dropped out of the bidding on several of Kate's vests when I was employed, because they wind up in the $200+ range. Worth it, I think, for how good they are, and the money generally goes to good fannish causes, but a lot for something I wouldn't wear often.