Is it the rows and rows of food waiting to nourish us, so nicely organized, with their colorful labels? I don’t know, but even on darker days, a grocery store stirs something in me.

Today, I heard a bit of unlikely vocal being piped in--Crash Test Dummies in Randall's. I stopped my cart to listen. "Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm,Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm" he sang.