OK, what are you do when all other hooch stores are closed on a weekday in a city that seems to sleep and you just gotta have your Pinot Grigio? And you see a liquor store in the strip mall in an area you're not used to being in? Yep that's right, you go in and hope the prices aren't jacked sky high because they're the only gig in the area opened late for those in need of liquid courage!
When I entered the establishment it's smelled rather sweet and the aroma was either an incense or I had just stepped into a tropical paradise (it was neither, the salesperson proudly identified it as Fabreeze). What the hey, it was a pleasant smell nonetheless I was only here for the Pinot Grigio. Both ladies were very kind and helpful as I walked around the rectangular long liquor store just looking at everything from top shelf to gut to the back where the wine was apparently stashed. I got the impression wine connoisseurs were not their clientele as it was merchandised next to "Waldo"; but I found it after I asked for assistance (by the way, it was next to me).
Imagine that, this mom and pop joint had Sutter Home. Wheeeee! The ladies were very friendly and funny. We talked holiday and being thankful and how my form of payment had my picture on it. This prompted her to share her recent glam squad selfie that she now wants put on her credit card (which currently has a lotus flower on it). I loved how she made the checkout a relationship of sorts and that I was her long lost friend who happened to wander in on a happenstance looking for hooch. I didn't take any pictures because I was caught up in the conversation. I felt more relaxed as I was trying to grab, pay and go as I've seen enough First 48 episodes of convenience and liquor store hold ups and fallout to know I need to get ghost like soon.
Once I got over my paranoia, I thanked her as she did me and I was welcomed to come back. If ever I'm in the area during the next super moon I surely will. read more