Check out this cute story that showed up in our in box this morning!

Dear Zingerman’s,
On my way out of Ann Arbor last weekend, for a ride on the Kal-Haven trail, I stopped at the Deli for a sandwich. With my bike on the roof I headed to Kalamazoo never considering the ramifications of the thunderstorm I was to drive through. Got to the trail head and was faced with a very wet and soggy foam bike seat.  What to do? Using the best resource I had at hand, I quickly ate my lunch and clothed my bike seat in my Zingerman’s bag. Two days, seventy miles and a dry bottom.
Thank you,
Jo Ellin Gutterman