Pickles ...

Wandering around Brooklyn this morning in a jet lagged haze hunting for a decent coffee. This place looked promising ... until I noticed the window display of pickles. Each to their own, but definitely not my sort of thing.

Passed a queue of about 50 guys all lined up and sitting outside a shop two hours before it opened. They had obviously been waiting a lot longer as they had fold up chairs, blankets and flasks of coffee. I asked what they were waiting for .... a new release of Kanye West sneakers. As with the pickles, I just don't understand.