There is reason we look like this. Like total dorks. Like Hollywood extras in a Dorkaganza. Are we embarrassed? Obviously not, as we casually stroll the aisles of the most popular establishment in town, grazing on samples blissfully.
We spent the morning in the woods hunting for mushrooms. On the way home we picked up some supplies. No big deal. But we do generate quite a few furtive glances. People want to avoid us.