The Boys

No trip to see J's dad would be complete without a visit to The Boys produce market. Just go up Linton and hang a right on Congress and there it is. A produce market with great prices on all things eatable. In addition there were always free samples of freshly cut oranges, grapefruit and strangely shaped melons. We'd generally make the run at the end of the day after discussing our need for more bananas. Al would relish in the fact that the produce was so fresh and the prices so cheap. And he was right.
The clientele at The Boys all looked old enough to be Betty White's high school classmates, without her spirit. Visiting The Boys made us swear we'd never become one of The Boys customers. But then last month there we were in Boca Del Vista (as we call it) and on our way to, you guessed it, The Boys! One of the issues with the place is that the parking lot is very compact and with lots of big, Crown Victoria type cars, this is a problem. Add to this the number of folks with walkers and oxygen tanks that have to let out by the front door and you have a major traffic jam at every turn.
As we pulled in a Honda was coming at us with the passenger door flapping in the warm south Florida air. HONK! HONK! "Lady your door is opened", warnings finally caught the attention of the driver of the  winged Accord.

Once in the store we encountered a traffic jam of another kind, shopping carts and as the Yelp write up warns, don't wear Flip Flops if you value your toes. Steel toed combat boots are more appropriate for this version of shopping cart, bumper cars. Many seniors at TB use the place as an all you can eat buffet. Most mind their manners but all too often they disregard the rules of etiquette to grab a chip, slice or cheese square. Double dipping, while not allowed, is practiced. While tempted by the variety of choices, we focused on our list and made itr for the cashier.

Despite a glimpse of our future, we did manage to by 7 produce items and fresh squeezed OJ for $13.00! Oh no, one of the signs of old age, BBB, (bragging about bargain bananas).