We were out and about on errands today and figured we'd end the trip with a supermarket run for some barbecue fixings. We wound up at the Chestnut Hill Star, and, yeesh, was that place empty.
Now, one might think this was because it's Memorial Day Weekend and simply everybody in Newton and Brookline is already down on the Cape and the only people left to shop there are the odd stragglers on roundabout journeys from way down in Roslindale or something.
Except: The reason we ended our journey there is because we actually went to Wegman's down Rte. 9 first. It was the kidlet's first visit. But we weren't there more than one minute when she declared she hated the place (really!): Too dark, for one thing, but more important for this story, too noisy and way too crowded for her tastes. So I replaced the one thing I'd put in our cart up to that point and we fled to what turned out to be a near empty Star Market, where the guy at the pizza counter forlornly poked at a pizza in the oven, a pizza that maybe nobody would get to eat.