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Stories About the Park Slope Food Coop Are Always Fun!
What's more delightful than the Park Slope Food Coop? The most magical place on earth. I love to read about these people who live in a land far far away from the real! "Jeremie Delon, 31… rejoined recently after becoming a father. He said the co-op had asked for a birth certificate as proof of the baby’s existence, and was now chasing down the baby’s mother, demanding that she join and put in her time, because all adult members of a household are required to work shifts." OH MY GOD, THAT'S REVERSE HETEROSEXIST.
I wish I had a co-op like that here in Paris. Not because I can't get quality produce for cheap; just because I miss an opportunity to be an asshole about rules, which, BONER.
The Co-op has roughly 16,000 members, and more than 20,000 people on alert.
It's like the Air National Guard, but with okra!
Park Slope Food Co-op Staffed by "Birthers," Demand to See Birth Certificate.
I love to read about these people who live in a land far far away from the real!
Also known as, "North of Methodist Hospital".
BREAKING: CO-OP "PRACTICALLY SOCIALISM" REVEALS INSIDE SOURCE
OH! I thought "coop," as in chicken. Which makes the exact same amount of sense.
Let's not forget where we saw/read it FIRST people: http://www.fuckedinparkslope.com/home/cool-or-not-cool-having-your-nanny-do-your-coop-shift.html
Your welcome.
srsly! That must be the tackiest reason yet for the Times not to link to/credit the source from which they got the story.
Was it FIPS or Gowanus Wang Lounge? We'll never know!
Or, hey, it actually could've been New York Shitty! Jesus, you bloggers and your mouths.
I’m a punk rocker at heart, so rules are tough for me.
When I think punk rock, I think "organic leeks."
Reminds me of the high school girl who was President of the Anarchy Club in Bowling for Columbine.
The insides of these celery stalks are Pretty Vacant. (Sorry. I didn't get a lot of sleep.)
I once worked at a fancy food shop up the street, and it was always funny to see how the co-op customers had no qualms about paying five bucks for a loaf of fennel-raisin bread.
But if their nanny is doing their shift, who's watching the kids?!? OMG WHO'S WATCHING THE CHILDREN.
I lived in one of those hippie midwestern college towns the kids love, and I was a member of the local food co-op. You could either work or pay to be a member – working members got a bigger discount – and you could shop there if you weren't a member as well. It was a great store, run by professional staff, with a good range of products and EXACTLY NO DRAMA.
I cannot be a member of the PSFC after that experience. I just can't.
The Key Food Savings Club is way less strict!
This is so much scarier than Scientology.