Let Me Tell You Of The Story
From the outside, it looks much as it has looked for decades, my old, familiar grocery store. But once I go inside, Oh, My! One-way aisles. The COVID lockdown has robbed me of my grocery store. I am a creature of routine. I go first to my left, to the cheeses. I like stinky sharp provolone, four ounces at a time, as a bedtime snack. I buy several half-moon slices of the cheese as my first stop, lest I forget. But now, I cannot go straight down the first aisle, then turn left. I must turn sharp left BEFORE the first aisle, and then turn sharp right to get to the gourmet ...