Anne and I went grocery shopping last night to the wonderfully glamorous Shaws.
As we rounded a corner near the frozen section a large man dressed in white approached and asked Anne, "Lady, aren't you cold?".
Now, Anne is always cold. She once had cold feet after 4 consecutive days in Acapulco.
But, last night, in just a T-Shirt she replied, "No, I'm doing OK thanks."
The man's lady friend who was wearing a crash helmet just smiled.
You don't get that at Whole Foods.