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| - Well, good morning Cleveland. Good morning LeBron and good morning Regis. Sorry to include you guys in my morning routine but I'm sure am glad you're here to Witness my thoughts about one of the greatest grocery stores on Euclid Avenue. Once you walk in here its unclear what you're suppose to do. I mean when you look up towards the ceiling, its confusing if you're allowed to be in there as a middle class person or below. If thats not the case I would need about a dozen raises (back to back, etc.) to begin to think about being apart of the upper middle. I think theres a lot of commotion here, especially over by the Salmon. However (i really don't like that word), there is a 2nd floor that includes beer and wine, and if you're anything like me you'll go up there, and lap up a couple cold ones. And if you're not a dog, you'll just drink em, trust me, you don't want to drink the beers like a dog, you'll be immediately disbarred.
On a little more serious of a note; i'm obsessed with the wraps and bowls that are offered during lunch, they're neatly prepared. The staff is on fleek as well. I'm begging you I used that word correctly? Let me know. I just exhaled because Im trying to indicate to you that Im tired and don't feel like talking anymore, its a social cue thing. But really, stop here for lunch or to access some delicious, top tier grocery and chips.
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