I went to Whole Foods for the first time. Shopping for food at Target has been a real soul-sucking experience. Today, I had the day off and decided to take the ~20 minute schlep to Whole Foods.
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For those of you that aren't aware, I live in Johnson County Kansas (JOCO). JOCO is a bland, featureless and boring mass of subdivisions and mini-malls. Everything is either a franchise or a chain, so sometimes I will drive 10-20 minutes to go to a different chain book/grocery store. Thankfully there is a series of interstates that connect these identical suburbs like a daisy chain in hell. (is that enough exposition? I hope so, I'm no good at this blogging thing)
I find the Whole Foods tucked away in a mini-mall. Fall came suddenly to JOCO and the parking lot is full of dead leaves and yuppies in sweaters. I enter through the automatic doors.
Shades of brown, that's what hits me. The theme of "Organic" is emphasized with an earth-colored floor. Earth tones and artificial a-symmetry are everywhere, trying to convince me that this place has charachter. I begin a perimeter of the place.
Whole foods seems like a Co-op that was taken over by germ-phobic yuppies. It's like a giant, prepackaged gift basket full of exotic things that look yummy but one wouldn't eat under most circumstances. There is organic goat cheese, there are frozen soy pizzas, there are coconuts. Almost everything, it seems, is packaged and marketed with the baby-boomer's long lost "Save mother earth" mantra.
I am, I begin to realize, the only 20-something shopper in Whole foods. Everyone else is either a yuppie or they're working. The employees are bearded proto-hippies, which is reassuring, since every-other 20 something in JOCO are desperately following the So Cal philosophy of bug eyed sunglasses and Ambercrombie & Fitch clothing.
Produce is, roughly, 4x more expensive than I'm used to. Oranges are 2 bucks a pound. I am making falafel, which calls for some other veggie, such as tomatoes. I find the tomatoes to be cartoonishly fresh, and they are local, which is weird to me.
Whole Foods exists in a paradox. In bringing organic stuff to the masses, they have created what appears to be a corporate organism that is just as soulless as it's sterile competitors. The only people who can afford to shop there on a regular basis are those who are well off and are probably contributing to the problems that Whole Foods is trying to offset by selling organic stuff.
In checking out, the nice girl behind the counter informs me of the sample bag they give first timers, but they are out of them. The falafel supplies, I surmise, will feed me about twice, which brings the meal cost to about $3.50.
I shall return. But first, I'm going to get my middle-east on with this falafel.