I hate the term real estate. It's cold and business-y, everything that tends to make me hide under the bed. What I write about is space: homes, cafes, places where you can do work, pet the cat, and Google your next-door-neighbor from 10 years ago. I write about places. And I like to do it from a personal perspective.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Two-Buck Chuck on Broadway?

Looks like Trader Joe's is blooming in the Big Apple.

This is more of a personal post than a real-estate-related one, but my contrary nature makes me less of a TJ's devotee than most people.

My boyfriend loves it. He flocks there with the rest of the good folk of the Bay Area, seekking cheap snackies and wine and yuppie goods that not only fill your tummy but save the endangered folk of the world.

Personally, I'll stick with my own little yuppie grocery store. Even if I'm not going to be living across the street from it for much longer.


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