Tacky, but also the artwork is just flat-out terrible. The ear is sliding down his neck (which, if it were the one hit might make more sense?), and his eye socket is too high and too far forward. Undoubtedly a case of, “you get what you pay for”.
Sorry I didn’t get back there for a bit, but here’s a pic of the opposite end of the aisle from today.
Neither mention butter.
Unless they consider it a “chilled bev”, lol.
It’s often the case, as it was here, that finding an available employee is a similarly challenging and time-consuming proposition.
Problem is, there were like 8 different refrigerated sections. Milks and juices. Dairy, including cheeses and yogurts (which is where I was fully expecting it to be and which I went back to multiple times). Meats. Desserts and puddings. Salsas, dips and such. And several others. I think I just walked by the alcohol aisle repeatedly thinking, “Well, I know it’s not down that one”.
¿Por qué no los dos?, lol