Sarah's Market -- Okay. You need the milk. Yuu need the eggs. You need the Sunday Globe. You are losing your battle to quit smoking and the next big powerball drawing is less than three minutes from now. You have just signed on to the cosmic place of the convenience
store. You have made your deal with expedience. You would not mind a place to sit for a morning coffee or lunch-time sandwich made to order by regulars. In fact, when you see the well appointed
store adjoining the ample space for dog walkers and baby strollers, you know that each trip to Sarah's is a well-rounded round trip that can have a little social something to offset the needs of the moment.
You don't know Sarah but you know convenience matters. You would really rather not drive. Sarah's has what you need at a price you might find -- okay, inconvenient. But Sarah is there when you need her. And that will be alot more often than you think. And after all, her lottery tickets do payoff big as the mall's. And how much better your newspaper picture will show up on Sarah's wall.