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We made a pilgrimage to the new Whole Foods in Ann Arbor today, as required by our residency contract with Washtenaw county. It always surprises me just how much the marketing of food lends to its appeal. For instance, entering the store, you are assaulted with the scents and sights (lit by the sun from mid-afternoon until sun set, I assume) of fresh, polished fruits and vegetables. The unsightly boxes that these foods came in is visible, all are stacked by hand in neat towers of spheres or columns. It’s glorious; food as a vision. You can’t help but want all of it because it looks so appealing. It’s like the red-light district materialized in a grocery store, but all the hookers became apples, leaks, and.. well, melons.

Now, I will admit there are things available at Whole Foods that simply cannot be found at Kroger or the local grocery store; cheese and fish tend to be on our list when we hit Whole Paycheck. But, for the embarrassing amount we spent today, much of it was splurging: potato latkes and grilled leaks simply don’t land on our menu very often.

Don’t get me wrong, if I had the means, I’d gorge myself on $20 fruit tarts and $50/pound hand-massaged cheese until I burst. But I always feel slightly guilty partaking in the gastronomical orgy of that place, like I should have just stayed with that steady girlfriend instead of hitting the hookers and blow in The Valley.

Tune in next week when I crank up the hypocracy and go back to Whole Foods for a sushi lunch.

There are many miracles in the world to be celebrated and, for me, garlic is the most deserving.

Leo Buscaglia

I love to cook. Which is to say, I love to make bold, spicey dishes. Garlic is my favorite flavor to play with, much to the chagrin of J–, but I also love the smell of fresh basil, cilantro, and hot peppers.

Which, with winter not far from our windows, is why finding The Spice House is such a wonderfully awful event. For those spices I just can’t find around here, I now have a source. And my debit card softly weeps. If anyone *cough* is looking for a Christmas suggestion, I’d point to the Some Like It Hot Gift Box. Or anything from the garlic page.

The state prohibits out-of-state retailers from shipping wine straight to Michigan consumers _ unless the retailers have a location in Michigan and are a part of a three-tier regulatory system.

A federal judge in Detroit earlier this week declared Michigan’s law unconstitutional for discriminating against out-of-state retailers.

Woo hoo! Wonder if they’ll appeal.

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Dave’s pretty magnanimous… ball’s in your court, Senator.

Dear Amazon.com’s MP3 Download Store,

Look, I really, really like you. I do; you’re great, sweetheart. No DRM. Quick downloads. You’re the cat’s meow.

But, can we talk about your title naming convention? I know that getting Led Zeppelin IV for $2 is a total steal (aside: it seriously is right now). But why, why baby, do you put that insipid adendum “(Album Version)” on so many damn tracks. I mean, thank god IV is only 8 tracks long, because I have to remove that crap. And I love buying MP3s from you. Which means I have to do that a lot.

Every purchase requires me to fix your damn title naming convention. I’m afraid if you order the lobster, I’ll have to remind you not to eat the shells, honey.

Ok, that was cruel. I think I’m In Like with you. But, if you could see through to stop tagging “(Album Version)” onto so many tracks, Sugar, this could be love.

Thanks. How about knocking me a kiss, eh?