I came for two things so I skipped the shopping cart route; now I had an armful of produce and staples. How does that always happen? I couldn’t hold anything more. But wait: my wife had asked for something else. What was it? Oh yea, shredded mozzarella cheese for her … … more …
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Sunday, the last day of the Thanksgiving shopping campaign. Having walked first around San Francisco’s Chinatown and then the circumference of Union Square, I was seat-hopping at Macy’s. My wife and daughters would move from one roomful of shoes, boots, sandals and slippers to the next. I trailed dutifully behind, … … more …