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Seriously, you're looking at this? I just went to the grocery store.

But actually, since you're here, that's a way bigger deal in Brooke-lyn than I ever imagined. Seriously, I went to Whole Foods over the weekend and almost lost it due to the crowds. Aside from that its only been Bodegas (tiny, randomly stocked corner stores) for the whole of my 7 weeks in Brooklyn.

So, my friend Amanda took me on a trip to the much alluded to "best grocery store in Brooklyn", Fairway. Its basically a 20 minute drive from my hood to this place. And as far as food stores go: totally underwhelming. But the thing is, I got home and realized that I had a fully stocked fridge and cabinet and OPTIONS for dinner in my apartment for the first time since getting to the city. And I've had 4 great homemade meals since I went.

But mostly, its the view from Red Hook and specifically from the Fairway parking lot that makes it so incredible.

But really, I cannot believe anyone read about me going to the eff-ing grocery store. Your visit here is not nearly as bad as me writing about shopping and posting photos of it. But it really does say something our society. Or not.

See, I filled my new grocery getter. With groceries. Who knew?


Shopping carts. Enthralling.


Lady Liberty. Yeah USA.


Seriously, I'm stoked to have this incredible view. That's the Statue of Fucking Liberty over my shoulder.


When it opened in 1964, the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge was the world's longest suspension span. It goes from Brooklyn to Staten Island, which the Wu Tang call Shaolin. If you were wondering.


Thanks Amanda!


Look, stocked.


This is not as great as I thought. Bourbon. Sugar. Mac 'n Cheese. Crackers. Chips. Avocados. Spices. Kind of odd actually.

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