Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
Liquor Store Adventures
Living as I do in the People's Republic of Maryland, I can't just pick up booze along with bread, butter and bananas at the local supermarket. No...I must go to that aesthetically challenged category of retail establishments known as The Liquor Store. And sometimes I have adventures there.
A few weeks ago I stopped to buy Cabernet at a place I've never been. And I still would never have been there except that it was Friday and Sunday was acomin' and I was out of communion wine and it was on the way home. This store was in a poorer area of town, as evidenced by the pitiful selection of the fruit of the vine. And then, on my way out, I was accosted by a panhandler at the very door of the shop. That, my friends, is what we call brazen.
Tonight I went to pick up a couple cases of Yellow Tail, which ought to spare me another liquor store trip for nearly two years. The sales clerk carted the boxes out to my car and deposited them in my trunk...wherein I promptly locked my keys. Liquor store parking lots are not the most savory places for loitering, but happily, the Magic Spare Key Fairy was at home, and came and rescued me within a few minutes. Thank you, Magic Spare Key Fairy!
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 9:21 PM
On May 21, 2009 11:48 PMSheilawrote... Thankfully in VA we can buy wine at the grocery, but we do have to visit the liquor store or ABC for heavier drinks. I only have been once or twice, but they are always located in odd places that make me feel like I shouldn't be there. Such as next to an adult store the DMV or something like that. Ugh!
In Pennsylvania, you can't even buy beer in the supermarket (although some of the larger chains have just very recently figured out a way around that via some rather Byzantine circumventions but the beer distributors' association is going to court over it) but at least the state-run liquor stores are generally located in decent places. ("We're not in desscent plassesss!")
On May 26, 2009 4:41 PMAnonymouswrote... There used to be a really nice beer/wine store called Bun Penny in the lower level of the Columbia mall; if they're still there, they'd probably have anything you want.
The weird Pennsylvania beer laws, inconvenient though they may be, have had the good side effect of keeping many fine little microbreweries in business, even before microbrews were trendy. Some of the Pennsylvania beers are wonderful.
On May 26, 2009 5:25 PMValerie (Kyriosity)wrote... Alas, anonymous, your suggestion has two shortcomings: a) it is in Columbia, into which I have not ventured in a year or so, and b) it is in a mall, into which I will not venture except under pain of death (or if my SIL gives me sweaters for Christmas that don't fit).