An anecdote about Whole Foods: I needed salt. Just salt. After squinting through a long row of coarse sea salt, Himalayan pink salt, smoked salt, fleur de sel and low-salt salt (whatever that means), I determined that THIS SUPERMARKET DOES NOT HAVE NORMAL SALT. An employee sympathetically said “oh I know exactly what you mean… yeah I don’t know if we have that.” I ended up getting kosher salt—naturally, by going to the kosher aisle. Close enough, I guess.
On its own, it’s a funny story. But this fits a pattern. Like the time I wanted sausage and noticed just in time that what I had wasn’t real meat. Or the time I got home, realized my $8 ice cream tasted funny, then checked the package and found tiny print saying it was sugar-free.
Whole Foods is an excellent place to buy alternate foods for a gluten-free, vegan, paleo or whatever diet. They’re an absolute mecca for fancy imitations of everyday brands (it’s just like an Oreo, but it costs $12 a pack!). Many of the store-brand items are very good quality.
But as a general-purpose supermarket, it’s an incredibly aggravating place to shop: the produce is usually good, but the selection is underwhelming, many commonplace items are nowhere to be found and the prices are through the roof (similar to what I paid in Manhattan before moving here). And the whole Amazon situation has not helped anything.
I go sometimes because the location is convenient. Oh what I would give to have a real grocery store in that same spot!