So I ran into Ruth Madoff night last. I was in the basement of the Food Emporium under Trump Palace when a huge commotion erupted over in the produce aisle. I stuck my head around the corner and there was Ruth Madoff and some other woman being swarmed by paparazzi. She only lasted a minute before she freaked and ran out of the store. I’m ungrumbling this encounter just because it’s one of those only-in-NYC stories in which you run into the wife of the most famous con artist in the history of the world while buying lettuce. The photo here is from the Daily News, who were among the pack that chased Ruth out.