A Night at Jack's

One of my favorite places is Jack's, a $.99/discount store near Herald Square. Tonight I stopped by for printer paper, and it was one of my more lucrative sojourns into the store.



Here, a Texas A&M T-shirt. Jack's has several bins of clothing towards the front of the store; this is the first time I dove into the frenzied crowd picking through the special of the day--college T-shirts. (One night, the bins were filled with irregular men's underwear, unfortunately named "Oopsies.") It looks like these were shirts that random colleges (including Bowling Green, Maryland, Davidson) had too many of. I bought this shirt mainly to bug my friend Suzanne, who is a die-hard Longhorns fan, and who has been bugging me lately by posting comments to the blog under a shroud of anonymity, hoping to stump me as to which comments are hers. You're not fooling anyone, Suzanne--least of all, yourself!




These are Little Debbie snack cakes. My friend Rachel is having a party tomorrow, and I thought these would be good to have. Who doesn't love Little Debbie snack cakes? And Rachel said that anything we brought had to be Kosher, and these are. Also, the box says $1.09, but I got them for $.99. Sweet! Sam bought me the Maple Creme pies for Chanukah, and they were super tasty. They also made me feel like I was from Vermont a little bit.



Here's what I love about Jack's: You've got your college T-shirts. You've got your soon-to-expire Advil. You've got your toothpaste manufactured in South Africa. And then you've got fresh food. Here's a freshly baked flat onion roll thingy. Jack's buys in bulk, so they're able to offer fresh, tasty bread for a buck. They also carry various types of processed meat. Usually about half the people in the store are loading up on some kind of sausage/hot dog hybrid. Tonight they also had raw chicken legs. Once, I bought some Hebrew National salami that was expiring that day. It was actually fine to eat, but I did feel a little under the gun.



This may be my best Jack's find EVER. They're paper poker cups! Each cup has 4 cards showing. The bottom of the cup tells you what's on the fifth card. These will come in handy if I'm ever exiled to a desert isle and told I can only bring playing cards or drinking cups. I shall get the best of those that seek to quash my spirit by bringing THESE cups.



And here is a picture of Wendell with the catnip banana he got for his birthday. (It cost more than everything I bought at Jack's combined, but it's a really good brand that will last forever.) There was a giant fuzzball next to the cat, but my friend Joan photoshopped it away. Thanks, Joanie!