Rabba's good in a pinch, especially when a gal wants a pint of ice cream in the wee hours of the morning. However, its paltry produce selection, sad deli section, and inflated prices relegate Rabba strictly to the "only as a last resort" list. Most of the time, what keeps me from coming here are the panhandlers that are often out front -- they can be belligerent, and I've seen the bums actually follow people inside the store. The management doesn't seem to do much to keep them away.