February 17, 2010
"Where is the parmesan?" I ranted, walking up the same aisle a third time. A short woman in a blue vest was dropping off a chicken at self-checkout. "Excuse me, where is the Parmesan cheese?" I asked. "Right in the dairy section," she said. I returned to the yogurts and cheeses again and noticed that in contrast to their half a thousand varieties of spaghetti sauce, they had only two expensive containers of Parmesan. Thinking I was being played, I inspected the bagel aisle that lied adjacent also: not realizing my mistake until after...the Prego was HEARTSMART! UGH!