I have been known to stare , amazed, at their huge whole fresh fish in the cooler-case. They have a lock on the best bread, olive oils, and brewed coffee
in the Kerrytown district. I wish I would have tried their “German drinking vinegar” before I quit.
LAMary said on October 22, 2009 at 4:29 pm
That Zingerman’s sign reminds me of the lyrics of the Joni Mitchell song, Coyote.
Coyote’s in the coffee shop
Staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
And he picks up my scent on his fingers
While he’s watching the waitress’s legs.
coozledad said on October 22, 2009 at 3:10 pm
They let their employees drop acid on the job? Reminds me of this:
http://thewvsr.com/mayberrylsd.htm
Dexter said on October 22, 2009 at 3:26 pm
I have been known to stare , amazed, at their huge whole fresh fish in the cooler-case. They have a lock on the best bread, olive oils, and brewed coffee
in the Kerrytown district. I wish I would have tried their “German drinking vinegar” before I quit.
LAMary said on October 22, 2009 at 4:29 pm
That Zingerman’s sign reminds me of the lyrics of the Joni Mitchell song, Coyote.
Coyote’s in the coffee shop
Staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
And he picks up my scent on his fingers
While he’s watching the waitress’s legs.
Hattie said on October 22, 2009 at 6:25 pm
I guess it’s a place for sex positive foodies.
alex said on October 22, 2009 at 11:14 pm
Do you have to
Do you have to
Do you have to
Do you have to let it linger…
Heard about a pelvic exam today. Now having the olfactory equivalent of a bad song on the brain. Along with the bad song.
jdg said on October 23, 2009 at 2:12 am
you’d better trademark that slogan before they adopt it, the smug bastards.
beb said on October 23, 2009 at 8:07 am
Alas, Soup Sales is gone. Pies in the face will never be the same.
83. Years of illness. The Big C. Now it’s time to rest in peace.