After a particularly unpleasant trip to Trader Joe's at our upscale outdoor shopping mall this morning (I'll spare you all the details), I decided to make it up to the kids by stopping by the bakery in the super-upscale indoor "farmer's market" for some sample cups of their homemade granola. Goods at this "farmer's market" cost far more than they do at the grocery store, and everything is administered by people in costume--people dressed like Dutch/Amish farmers serve soft pretzels and homemade goods; the meat vendor is always in a butcher's get-up but it's clear he hasn't been butchering anything; the produce guys also sell shushi and they're all Asian and dressed in Asian chef outfits. It's kind of comical really. To top it all off, everyone who shops there is quite abrupt and rushed and usually mad. Someone actually told my mom to leave the place when she was there on a Saturday moving slowly through the aisles with Bella and Bean in tow. We just go there for free samples when I'm in a bad mood.