“ I had a great experience with this young lady named Marissa. I really needed to go to the bathroom but she was cleaning it. She was very polite and showed me the other bathroom so I could use it . She made my day!! ”

“ Great place to get what you want and a huge selection of Products including fresh cut meat! ”

“ This is my favorite place to go grocery shopping. Very friendly staff, amazing selection of any type of food you can need or think of. You can order pizza, get a hoagie to order which are amazing like a pizzeria. They also have the best sales all the time. Thank you! ”

“ No, it's not my usual "grocery store" review. It's not a review that pertains to whether or not they stock liquid hand soap or canned pears or sufficient toilet paper, or whether the clerk welcomes me with a ready smile and a friendly "Hello," or doesn't, or reluctantly bags my groceries with attitude to spare, or doesn't. Truth is, Flemington is not really within the radius of my peregrinations around NJ, and I don't really know the town very well. Under normal circumstances, I would never shop here. Under normal circumstances, I would never see Flemington except maybe in passing by it on my way to Lambertville or Philadelphia. (Bruno Hauptmann didn't like it much either.) No, it's primarily a review of how I was finally able to set up an appointment for the Covid vaccine, and was able to set it up here. Hasn't been easy, folks. I went onto the "NJ Vaccine" website and was able to register fairly easily, but securing an appointment wasn't working out at all. There's a ShopRite pharmacy about 10 minutes from where I live, but its been impossible for me to secure an appointment there, or anywhere else within my county, which is Somerset. Every time I went onto the website... and I went on often...I was kicked out after being advised, "No appointments available within 50 miles." I tried fruitlessly, and frustratingly, for several weeks. A friend suggested I go onto the website at 3am. My days (nights) of being awake at 3am are long behind me. (Not too long ago, a longtime friend asked if I wanted to go to a nocturnal "social event." Back in the day, we would have called it "a party." I replied, "Nah, I'm kinda tired. I think I'll hit the hay early tonight." This friend, remembering those days when we WERE wide awake at 3am, stared at me a moment with perplexed dismay before finally asking, almost sadly, "What in the f**k happened to you, man?" Old age, brother. Old age.) At one point, I was on the website for an hour to no avail, and in frustration, I put in the zip code for the less populated Hunterdon County, and...bingo!...my appointment was official. Finally! This ShopRite is located hard by a well-traveled traffic circle, and I detest traffic circles. Especially when they're in areas that I'm really not familiar with. Still...I was determined to persevere and go through with the vaccination process, no matter what. My appointment was 10am. I hazarded my way through the circle...taking a wrong exit at one point, and having to U-turn my way back...and into the ShopRite parking lot at 9:30. This was one time I wanted to be more than just punctual. I wanted to be early. This is an area congested with strip malls, Bed Bath & Beyond, a Staples, confusing side roadways, incomprehensible traffic signs, etc., but...thankfully for me...the morning coffee (2 cups, black) had kicked in, and I was able to park where I needed to park. Inside I was directed to an area near the back of the store. A couple of other people were in front of me. My appointment was for 10; I didn't actually get inside until 10:15, but that was ok. Most of the people connected with the operation were friendly and efficient. I filled out the questionnaire, and asked the young gentleman preparing the shot if I could expect a "reaction." He said I might be "achy," show signs of a low grade fever, lack appetite (not a bad thing, in my particular case), or be tired. I was given the shot, and advised to wait 15 minutes before leaving. An appointment for the 2nd shot was set up for a few weeks hence. I left the area, relieved. I actually bought a few items I needed before departing. Based on my cursory observation, the store seemed well stocked, not especially crowded, and the clerk was personable and efficient. All bases covered. My drive home was somewhat meandering. I passed by the Clarence Dillon library in Bedminster and stopped at the traffic light. A group of approximately 30 people stood on the corner, shouting exuberantly, waving large American flags, and signs, one of which read "VOTE FOR TRUMP." My 1st thought was, "Is hallucinating a part of the vaccine process?" If so, I must've been having a "bad trip." My 2nd thought was, "Have I entered a time warp? Is this a daytime nightmare?" In retrospect, I guess it shouldn't have been too surprising. Scump's Wolf's Lair...more colloquially known as Trump's Golf Club...is just a few miles down the road. A few miles the other way is the location for "Sons of Liberty," an ultra-reactionary group still fighting the "Stop the Steal" war. Knowing instinctively that these people crave attention above all else...even of the negative variety...I kept my expression bland, and proceeded on my course home once the light changed. Keep living the illusion, people. Keeps you from having to face reality, I guess. I go for my 2nd shot in a few weeks. Not sure what "visions" will come to me then. Maybe Scump crawling up out of his sewer like Pennywise the Clown. Anyway, thanks, ShopRite. You're OK. ”