I went to Stew Leonard’s yesterday for the usual: bagels and juice.
I saw the usual: an insane parking lot, and half of Westport.
Plus the unusual: a marriage.
Okay, a marriage proposal.
Though the couple said “I do,” the “minister” was only a prop.
Check out his Stew’s name tag.
And his “bible”: My Story, by Stew Leonard.
But it was a nice event.
The happy couple-to-be promised to love, honor and cherish each other.
And to always shop at Stew’s.