Coming to a Grocer Near You

Saturday, April 9th, 2005 • 3 Comments on Coming to a Grocer Near You

it was delightful to discover (thanks, Nick!) there is a Starbucks in a neighborhood grocery store, but seriously—who came up with that

idea?  Starbucks next to the fruits and vegetables?  Why?  Who made the connection between upscale coffee shop and grocery store?  Whomever it was, they had a good idea—the place was jumping at 8:15 this morning.  Don’t ask me why I was up so early.  Believe me, it wasn’t voluntary. 

Despite the close proximity of the Starbucks, I don’t think I’ll be frequenting it too often.  Despite the amusing novelty of being able to shop for food while sipping my iced white chocolate mocha, I usually associate coffee time with writing time.  And I’m afraid the grocery store just doesn’t have the ambience I need to be able to write—I can’t balance my laptop on a stack of cantaloupes, there are no comfortable chairs and the people watching isn’t as entertaining. 

Of course, having said that, I’m currently editing a story about a woman who falls for the produce manager of her local grocery store.  I swear, it’s not a case of art imitating life.

Posted by Kristina in Musings
  • Carter says:

    …the people watching isn’t as entertaining.

    Where in the world do you shop?  I can’t set foot in the local supermaket without being shocked, stunned, and amazed by my fellow shoppers’ antics.  I often laugh out loud, earning myself strange looks and the occasional finger.

  • Beth says:

    My local Safeway supermarket just added a Starbucks. Of course, I live in the Seattle area and Starbucks is everywhere. I really do not wish to drink coffee at one of the small tables near the cash registers.

  • Kristina says:

    I don’t know why I don’t enjoy people watching at the grocery store.  You’re right, Carter, there are definitely some characters there.  I suppose I prefer to people watch while I’m writing rather than while I’m buying mac & cheese.

    I’m with you, Beth—coffee drinking requires atmosphere, and the local grocery store just doesn’t have what it takes.

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