By Clarice Feldman October 21, 2018
I was buying a gallon of kombucha tea at Whole Foods for a block party by my neighbors who fancy themselves upscale members of the "resistance." I had hoped that this disgusting concoction would clear their heads and digestive tracts so they'd stop pestering me to vote for the Democrats. Stuck at the bottom of the grocery cart was a memo a prior shopper had accidentally left behind. The name of the author was lost under a splotch of what appeared to be gluten-free, fat-free, sugarless soy yogurt, but I could make out most of it.
Forewarned is forearmed, so I'm sharing it...............Read more
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