A new food emporium opened in our area recently - with lots of space - fourteen aisles - and the articles aligned as you would expect - the cookies and crackers together - coffee with tea, etc. They also know the consumer's buying habits. But one smaller market nearby was thinking outside the box. When I went seeking butter and eggs in the dairy department I was told that the eggs were over with the bacon. They dared to separate the two. As the song goes "Love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage" - they are inseparable. As a youth we were visited by a door-to-door farmer/huckster we called a "butter and egg man" for the victuals he offered. Moreover, there was a Dixieland jazz standard titled "A Big butter and egg man" written in 1926 for Louis Armstrong.
How dare this merchant separate the two. As far as knowing all my buying habits, why do they keep asking "paper or plastic" - debit or credit? Anyway, I'll take my eggs poached, fried or scrambled - with a bit of butter in the pan.
tjs
Next - The Nuns on the Bus.
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