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| - I think the only thing I appreciate about Whole Foods is entering the store and seeing their fresh cut flowers. Let's see why.....
I attempt to drive to Whole Foods only to be caught in a line of 5-6 cars attempting to get into the parking lot. (I guess I'm not cool enough to ride Pat Transit from the South Pittsburgh home). When I find a place to park, after the Lexus SUV (HA!) pulls out, I find that they didn't put their cart back.
So I enter the store and admire how their design is very appealing to the eyes (how DO organic oranges get so ROUND and so ORANGE) and everything is stacked so neatly. Then I read that a pound of these oranges are $1.99... Then I go to the meat section, which I don't even eat, to find that the prices are double those of Trader Joe's or even Market District (see future review). So I walk around and debate to see if I should buy Clif Bars and Naked Juice (which happens to be on sale) because LORD KNOWS I don't need bulk-blanched-almonds. But then I decide to buy "fresh" CHUNKY peanut butter because it would be fun to try. (When I get home later, however, I bought Valencia peanut butter, whatever the hell that is, and cannot stomach it. Gimmie my Jif.) So while I am waiting in line, I see the bikes (those rebellious urbanites moved from Quiet Storm) and wonder if my money is better spent elsewhere.
Regardless, I whole-heartedly (no pun intended) support organic and sustainable farming, but I'd rather go to the farmer's market or drive a bit further out of the city to go somewhere real to buy my "whole food". And at least I put my cart back.
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