Fancy Pants.

Near my work there is a small locally owned grocery store

It’s in one of the nicer areas of Grand Rapids, and the girls I work with and I have all deemed this to be a “fancy” grocery store.  You have to be fancy to shop there.  They check you out when you walk in to decide whether you’re fancy enough.  You can’t be wearing sweat pants, or carrying your faux Coach purse, and definitely NO muffin tops.  However, they will accept you if you’re wearing scrubs, because then there is a possibility you're a doctor.  So that, in and of itself, has gotten us in the door a few times!

I digress…

One of the girls I work with told me she made it past security the other day and was able to get in long enough to find this:

 

I’m not a huge fan of wine, but she said it has a little “bubbly” to it, which certainly piqued my interest.  When I left work I decided my Banana Republic top, jeans, and black heels made me posh enough to slide under their radar.

I found the wine, on sale for a mere $7.99, but then I started feeling like one of “them” and I wanted more.  I shopped around, realizing I looked a little like an alcoholic clutching my bottle of booze.  I ended up by the most beautiful display of Honey Crisp Apples.

They were so shiny that I actually wondered if they had a person there just to shine the apples?  Have you ever had a Honey Crisp Apple?  They are hands down the Best. Apple. Ever.  I think they should be named “Crazy Delicious,” you know like the “Red Delicious” apples?  Because that’s what they are, Crazy. Delicious.

As if that isn’t perfect enough, feast your eyes on this:

Are you kidding me?  Am I in heaven?  Seriously, who ever thought of this combination is a genius.  When I left the store with my purchases I was honestly trying to devise a way to dip a whole apple into the dip, take bites, and drive at the same time.  Turns out, it’s impossible. 

I had a work dinner tonight at 5, but left work at 4:30.  I had a half hour to kill, so I looked myself over and decided that I was, again, fabulous enough for Forest Hills Foods.  Did I want to chance it though?  Twice in one week?  What if they check my ID and see that I’m from Ho City.  I couldn’t help myself, the Honey Crisp Apples were calling my name.  Oh, and I also bought something else, but that’s a surprise!

Oops, I almost forgot to tell you my thoughts on

Well, I accidentally drank half the bottle the night I bought it.  I felt kind of like a lush, but the girl who recommended it to me told me she drank the entire bottle that night!  Ok, so I guess I won’t be on Intervention, at least not this week.