I had this great experience for a moment today on the subway. I was coming back from Trader Joe’s on the 1 this afternoon, and at 103rd Street, I suddenly heard really loud trumpeting. I thought it was probably someone playing music in the station for money. But I looked towards the sound, and saw a woman leaning out of the car with her trumpet, playing a quick fraction of a tune at someone in the station. They yelled to each other, and then she leaned back in, sat down and put her trumpet back in her case. I was at the other end of the car smiling. OK, New York is a pretty great place sometimes. I feel like you wouldn’t see that on BART.
Upper West Side Trader Joe’s has not lost its sparkle for me! Going in the middle of the day on a week day is always fascinating, in addition to being delicious. (Hello? Samples?) Last time I was there, it was around noon on a Tuesday, which is apparently the old people hour. Today, I was there around 2:30, and it seems that that is when the small children take over. Seriously, every adult in the store was tethered to a couple toddlers. Two of said toddlers were arguing over who got to load the cart onto the cartscalator as I was leaving, and I debated in my mind whether little kids arguing over something totally inconsequential is a better show than the old lady talking about how she could stare at the cheese all day. When is the cranky 20-something time slot?
