Tucson supermarket review

If we don’t eat, we die. Thus we are stuck going to the supermarket. This mundane chore is a bore for several reasons: the crowds, the crying children and the cost. I frequent supermarkets as infrequently as possible – like only when I’ve finally wrenched the last bag...

Lost cucumber found mutilated

A cucumber that mysteriously disappeared out of my Sunday evening grocery haul surfaced Monday morning, much worse for the wear. Seems my dog Saywer found the thing, who knows where, and likened it to a bone or chew toy. At least his mutilation of the cucumber was not...