Stopped at the Flower District on my way home today. I wanted to buy flowers for the seder so my apartment would look inviting and smell great.
I always thought that you got good deals in the Flower District. Maybe I’m missing something.
The flowers weren’t that nice. Most places only had planted flowers, and I wanted cut flowers. When I finally found a shop with cut flowers I selected a whole bunch of them and I asked, “How much?”. I love a good negotiation. One of my best skills as a real estate person is negotiating. I am good at it.
“$92 so far,” the guy behind the counter replied.
“92 what?” I asked. No way it could be $92. Didn’t seem like 92 cents either though.
“92 dollars,” he replied.
“No way,” I said. “I can’t afford that.”
It ended up that a bunch (12 to be exact) of really beautiful little green hydrangeas that I had picked up to use as “accents” were $4 each.
“Those are $56,” he said. Twelve times four equals forty-eight in my book, but whatever.
“That’s crazy,” I said, putting them back.
“How much is this?” I held up a big beautiful green hydrangea.
Sold. Guess those little darker green hydrangeas are really rare or something.
When I got home I started upwrapping the bunches of flowers. The first bunch of little orange roses started falling apart. The petals dropped all over the counter and the floor, the leaves weren’t attached. I guess that’s why they were in the plastic wrappers.
Anyway, the flowers look nice, but not as nice as I expected. Maybe I missed something, but the Flower District didn’t seem inexpensive and the flowers weren’t particularly plentiful, nice or healthy.
Any tips? If not, I’m going back to the Korean Deli.