One disgusted consumer suggested a catch phrase for “Whole Hog” could be: “Where the gluttons go to gobble!” He continued: “WH is over the top — there’s enough food in that store to feed Darfur for a year! Geez! Maybe a small % of their profits could go to Darfur?”
And another picky gourmet offered this confession:
“I made the pilgrimage to the WF grand opening day, out of curiosity (plus
they make a low-fat ginger cookie that I’m addicted to). It was a madhouse,
so got my cookie and left, but my impression was the same as yours: too too
much. There is something almost obscene about the scale of everything, the
overabundance. The acres of perfect produce. The self-congratulatory
billboards. The faux “old timey” touches (like those eggs, practically still
in the nest!). Now I like a good cheese selection and a bulk olive bar as
much as the next person, but seriously? The excess – it was overwhelming.
There was a frenzied feeling to the crowd, a greediness almost, as if they
just couldn’t GET enough.”
Mateo quipped: “What – you did not buy ostrich eggs to at least make earrings with like I did? I’m going for that long lobed, pendulous, hyper-post-piercing/tattoo look…”
Judi emailed: “Yup, I couldn’t believe WF was selling ostrich eggs. What do stores do with fresh items like this when nobody buys them? And are that many people into drinking kombucha? The pastries look adorable, but there weren’t many breakfast pastry options near the coffee bar (even Peet’s has more to offer, not to mention the Buttery). I tried two of their fresh soups, which were good. I’m certainly not going to abandon Shopper’s Corner but I’ll probably get an occasional fresh food item at WF. They do need some tables to sit at, though, other than the outdoor ones.”
