re: #426 OhCrapIHaveACrushOnSarahPalin

The one on Post and Hyde?

No, Zand Market in Albany.

Best Zand story ever—one of my friends was supposed to go there and get some groceries after work. He’s half listening, writing stuff down, “Yeah, yeah, honey, right, the kind of pita we always get..”, and of course he gets there and realizes he has no idea what kind of pita they always get.

So he looks at the fifteen different brands of pita on the counter, looks at the owner piteously, and says, “What kind of pita does my wife want me to buy?”

The owner glances at his kippa, snags a package out of the wilderness of pita, and says, “Most of my Israeli customers like this one.”

It was the right pita.