As long as I’m having a fashion-focused
look around the Valley They Call Silicon, let’s talk a bit about foodies
and fashionistas.
I occasionally go to a small market in Palo Alto called
Piazza’s. They tend to have better produce than Whole Foods, at a slightly
lower price (mostly), and it reminds me of the little grocery I used to go to
when I lived in Van Nuys; the one in which you could occasionally run into
James Doohan.
Piazza’s is larger and more comprehensive, and I like it
that they have an actual meat counter, and fish counter and cheese counter—all staffed
with people who know their meat, fish and cheese. You can also get Panettone pretty
much year round, although of course a better selection in December.
It’s kind of a homely place, where I’m sure they
recognize the regulars, without a lot of the trendoid crapola you can find at
other upscale grocery stores, especially in this area.
However, they do have their moments, because Piazza’s is
the only place I have ever seen…the Wine Purse.
Yes, froofy $20 plastic fake leopard and lame bags with
zippers and trim to schlep your bottle of wine to that dinner party in Los
Altos or Cupertino.
I suppose you could use it to disguise your Two-buck
Chuck. Or, in a pinch, transport your teacup poodle to a play date.
If I ever see someone in the act of carrying one of
these, I assure you I’ll do my best to get a shot. Although I may be laughing too hard to steady the camera.
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