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To: Lane3 who wrote (184)	8/18/2006 5:39:38 PM
From: Ilaine	Respond to of 441

In any event, in neither venue is the crispness of the lettuce a priority. Even gangsters have to eat, no? In New Orleans there used to be a local chain of supermarkets, Schwegmann's, that carried everything, sort of like a Super Walmart, groceries, tires, room air conditioners, at a discount price. There was even one close to the Desire Housing Project, the ones the cops were afraid to go to at night. The printing plant I worked at last before law school was very near there, and I used to shop there on my way home from work. It was easy to tell the days the various checks came, they'd be jam packed. Bright lights and cops with shotguns made me feel relatively safe. And gangsta types would never be caught dead shopping with their moms. But we moved away before the gangsta stuff started, just missed it. I didn't realize how anxious I was all the time until we moved away. Can't be good for you.

To: Lane3 who wrote (184)	8/19/2006 10:27:16 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 441

Speaking of fresh vegetables at the Korean market, I needed a couple of pounds of okra to make chicken gumbo for Nick's last family meal before going off to college, and there were none to be had at Safeway or Giant, nor even the nearest Chinese market (well, the Chinese market had a plastic wrapped small pack of bruised okra for $2.49/lb) but Han Au Reum had a big bin of lovely okra at 99 cents a pound, select it yourself. I was politely "fighting" for the best ones against a Chinese lady and a lady in a sari being egged on by her husband in a language I couldn't understand. Once again, being tall and willing to lean in gave me access to the okra at the back/top of the bin. The wonders of the global economy. Getting along is better in the long run, is my opinion. Ice cream machine seems to be slowing down, later.