Many of Manhattan’s grocery stores have cramped little aisles too narrow for burb-style buggies. Some of them provide tiny “I’m a BIG boy” carts, which one can feel a bit ridiculous pushing around. But the Food Emporium by my place just switched over to normal height double-deckers. Adult dignity, slightly restored. However they also started charging for delivering your in-store purchases a few month ago and I think I’m noticing more old ladies struggling home with their bags.