First in a continuing series of dumb stuff than makes my day.
I'd like to dedicate the first of these posts to the Beachwood Canyon Gelson's. Gelson's, where life is orderly and clean and perpetually restocked. Where the staff remembers me and says hello. Where they remember everybody and say hello. Because the guys in the seafood deparmtment are always teasing each other and laughing. For the happy bonus that when I buy goodies in the deli and unwrap them from their deli paper, they have included a lovely resealable plastic baggie in exactly the right size for my sliced turkey.
Gelson's -an oasis of calm in an uncertain world.
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