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Show ."I v f r; PAGE 8 with tear-fille- d a sentimental last journey to eyes Market old by Jim Stiles food department (the free handouts, as I moved past the frozen lady. Today's special was staoleUfeVr single men), I spotted the not Indulge In a Utile wholesome hot dogs stuffed with cheese. Well, why to do with the toothpicks what I SdUt? It was so good, I had another. never knew I could never find a trash can at City when I was done with the free sample. In my pocket, and severely stabbing them I always ended up putting Market. I mvself later. I reflected on past Injuries, and those lean times when tried to free sample distributor make a meal out of free tidbits on toothpicks. Usually theone With was four risky. eyebrow arched the tolerated three passes. Going for here? woman would ask sharply, "Werent you Just On December 13, City Market moved to Its new location on Main Street. The new store Is a gigantic building by Moab standards, complete with den, salad bar, pharmacy, wider aisles, taller ceilings, and a bigger parking lot. Across the street, the old City market lies dark and vacant, a hollow shell of Its former self. But If the stories It could telL In the waning days of old only that building could talk City Market's Ufe, before they finally locked the doors fcr good, I took a sentimental last Journey to the grocery I had known and loved for over 15 years. As I parked my car, I stared wistfully at the store's facade. I had always been Impressed by the sheer beauty of the building, that architectural style known to I crossed the lot and started to walk many as n automatlo-opethe entrance door; halfway through the portal, however, I through was trampled by a family of Europeans who have not yet grasped the concept of entry and exit As they lifted me from the ground, I complained bitterly: free-sam- ple "Who? Me?" I'd reply Innocently. Ohm Hanarflta for one more free sample, weenies behind, toothpick-spear- ed I I . -- disguised myself saw the frozen wheat tortillas and remembered my .1977 ALL BURRITTO DIET. spent a lot of time alone. Across the aisle, neatly stacked Jars of Cheez-Wh- lz glimmered beneath the fluorescent lights. My friend Willie Flocko changed my Ufe when he Introduced me to Cheez-Wh- lz Leaving the J Once Inside, I stood briefly by the shopping carts, and looked fbndly at the familiar scene. To the right, was the bulk dog food display. Before my two old mutts moved on to Dog Heaven, I spent a lot of time and money in this corner. and the older of the two, was a voracious eater, an absolute Muckluk, a Husky-m-ix I fed her twice each two cups of Purina, morning and night, and glutton. day It took her (on average) 14 seconds to consume the contents of her bowl. 1 once left an open 50 lb. bag of Purina Dog Chow next to the kitchen stove and drove to the corner for gas. When I returned, the bag was overturned, and at least half I of Muckluk was Inside the bag. She was motionless thought she was dead. I dragged her out of the sack, only to discover she was asleep. Muck had eaten (by conservative estimate) about 10 lbs. of dog food and now with her stomach bloated and as taut as a snare drum, she was no doubt dreaming of dessert. Twenty minutes later, Muck was on her feet again, looking for handouts. , I but somehow, she saw through my costume. "This Is the wrong doorl I cried. "Can't you read?" The German gentleman smiled blandly and replied, "Thank you very much. I looked at the grinning man and thought about the Berlin Wall's demise and all the new East Germans that will be able to visit Moab. I shook his hand and said, "God Bless America. He again smiled warmly and replied, "Thank you very much." City Nachos. I will forever owe him a debt of gratitude.' Around the corner, the produce section appeared. It was here, several years ago, that I observed a gaggle of shoppers huddled around a display, feeling avocados. It was a strange, and yet moving sight All of these people, strangers to each other Just minutes before, had now found a common bond and a common the search for a ripe avocado. purpose Just a few feet away, the Kiwis were on sale. I had never had a Kiwi, and It wasnt until 1983 that my friend Joan, Just returned from New Zealand, persuaded me to give them a try. But it was dark In the car as I pulled one out of the bag ' and popped It In my mouth. "Good LordP I exclaimed, "They're hairy little buggers aren't they? "Youre supposed to Efiil them, you Idiot, she replied. . But It was too late; I was committed. I havent been the same since. . Energy Bldg. E. Center St. Moab, Utah (801) 259-884- .mhe ffC m mwm 1195 So. 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