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Tracking Liquor Prices in Liquor Stores Large and Small

A shelf at Metropolitan Market (Photo: MvB)
A shelf at Metropolitan Market (Photo: MvB)

Since the beginning of privatized liquor sales in Washington last June—for the first time since Prohibition—the question on everyone’s lips has been: Where are the cheaper prices we were promised?

Remember stories like this? “The owners of Shanahan’s Pub in Vancouver say they fully support 1183, because it will mean they can buy liquor at cheaper prices, and pass those savings on to their customers,” reported KOIN TV in 2011.

Despite public approval for Initiative 1183 in the early days, there were those who disliked it from the beginning. “Like a lot of craft distillers, Kent Fleischmann, co-owner of Dry Fly Distilling in Spokane, will vote against I-1183. He worries that prices for Dry Fly’s vodka and gin could be driven much higher by retailer and distributor markups, plus new fees imposed by the initiative. He figures a 750-milliliter bottle of gin and vodka could rise from $29.95 to $40, a daunting prospect,” reported the Seattle Times.

Unfortunately for Fleischmann (and the liquor buyers of Washington) his prediction turned out to be correct. A 750-milliliter bottle of Dry Fly gin is now regularly priced $34.99 at the Metropolitan Market, or $44.99 with tax. In fairness, as Metropolitan shoppers know, the prices there tend to be a few dollars more than most places, but it’s clear that we have not entered the free-market promised land.

Still, another question remains: Do certain stores, large or small, chain or independent, sell liquor at better prices than others?

To find out, we compared the cheapest fifth of vodka, rum, tequila, gin, and whiskey at grocery and big box stores (for simplicity’s sake, we did not distinguish between Scotch, bourbon, etc., and instead just included the cheapest whiskey we could find—usually Canadian) at various outlets. Secondly, we conducted a price comparison of a fifth of Absolut, Bacardi, Jose Cuervo, Seagram’s, and Jack Daniel’s.

A chart of bargain-basement pricing (Sophie )
A chart of bargain-basement pricing (Sophie Pattison/The SunBreak)

For the lowest liquor prices, the brands range from well-known, bargain-basement vodkas such as Platinum ($10.99 at Metropolitan Market) and Burnett’s ($9.99 at Trader Joe’s and 8.99 at BevMo), to Trader Joe’s brands that we had never heard of before, such as Rebel Yell Whiskey ($11.99).

Total Wine & More boasts a brand called American Pride that beats the prices everywhere else in tequila ($6.99), gin ($4.99), and vodka ($4.99). The cheapest whiskey we found was Monarch Canadian ($7.49) at BevMo; the cheapest rum, Montego Bay ($5.49) at Trader Joe’s.

At Metropolitan Market, as savvy shoppers might expect, prices don’t go very low at all. The cheapest rum brand was Bacardi ($11.99) and the cheapest gin, Beefeater ($19.99).

A chart of famous names in liquor (Sophie Pattison/The SunBreak)
A chart of famous names in liquor (Sophie Pattison/The SunBreak)

The reason we include the lowest price for every variety of liquor is to help readers gauge which stores have, overall, the least expensive brands. We are absolutely not recommending these as quality liquors. While the brand name American Pride might suggest a certain downhome dignity, its price of $4.99 for a fifth of vodka does not instill great confidence in brand quality.

We selected a hard-drinking neighborhood, collecting prices from several Capitol Hill grocery stores as well as one independent Capitol Hill liquor store and two of the new superstores. So far as the grocery stores go, the prices only differ by a few dollars. The QFC “regular” prices would make this store one of the more expensive places, but with a QFC Advantage card their prices closely match the other grocery stores. The prices listed in the chart for Safeway are those available with a Safeway Club Card.

The one independent liquor store we checked out, Northwest Liquor & Wine on 12th Avenue, did have slightly more expensive prices than the grocery stores for the brand name liquors we compared. However, their cheapest liquors were quite competitive with the other stores, and they even had the cheapest gin (McCormick’s $6.99) out of all the Capitol Hill stores, tying with Safeway (Essex $6.99), and beaten only by rock-bottom American Pride.

How the French Solved Summer Vacation

Mindy Jones is a Seattleite living in Paris for two years with her husband and two kids. Her daily life does not include romantic walks along the Seine, champagne picnics on the Pont des Arts, or five-star gourmet dinners. For a realistic take on life in a fantasy place, visit her blog, An American Mom in Paris.

Summer à la Française. Note fleeing adult.

Americans recovering from their Fourth of July fireworks injuries are wondering what to do with their children for the rest of the summer. In France, we’re gearing up for Bastille Day fireworks injuries–we have drunk people playing with explosives in common–but after that, we know we can dump our kids at the centre de loisirs.

The centre de loisirs, much like gourmet preschool lunch, is a brilliant benefit of high taxes. During school vacations–all school breaks, not just summer break–one or two schools in each arrondissement stay open. You can drop your kid at the school at 8:30 a.m. and people who have more energy than you will entertain them for (almost) free until 5:30 p.m., for however many days a week you need it,  be it for your job or just your mental well-being.

It sounds great, and it is. The only downside to the centre de loisirs is they are chaotic, Lord of the Flies-ish anarchist communities. All the children of the arrondissement funnel into one school, through one door, into a small entry hall crammed full of check-in tables and people waving paperwork. It’s claustrophobic and loud and nobody can move. Pushing happens.

Prior to the storming of the tower

The animateurs who run the centre already look exhausted on the first day. An animateur watched my son and his friend wrestle each other to the ground on Day One (they were screaming!) and said with a sigh, “Ohhh la la.” He was probably thinking about how long summer is.

The kids come home from the centre wrecked and crabby, but they also sleep in, sometimes for the first time ever. The first morning my husband and I woke up at a leisurely 7:30 a.m., we realized our son hadn’t jumped on our bed at the crack of dawn. Alarmed that something was terribly wrong with him, we tripped over each other in our hurry to get to his room, where we found him sleeping soundly. Then we hugged in the hallway and wept at the beauty of it. Thank you, really high taxes.

Last year, I didn’t know for the longest time what my son actually did at the centre.  I’d heard they did fun things but when I asked my son, I received answers like, “I was fighting and then I ran super fast and we was fighting and then I chased them and we was fighting.” Then he would grin and demand snacks.

He seemed happy enough so I figured he enjoyed all the fighting, but it was quite unsettling if that‘s really all he did all day. I pictured preschoolers cagefighting while animateurs cheered their favorite and threw bets down in a pile of euros on the ground. A disturbing mental image, but at least I was getting some time to myself.

A few weeks into the summer, my friend’s daughter began attending the centre de loisirs, too. Suddenly I was getting emails from her like, “Can you believe they went to the circus today?” and “Wow–top of the Eiffel Tower this afternoon!” Sometimes it was a boat tour on the Seine. Sometimes it was the wading pools at the Jardin du Luxembourg. It sounded like they were indeed well entertained but my son never mentioned any of it. Instead he talked at length about the giant mutant spider that crawled over the playground wall that he and his friends had to fight with their bare hands.

Depending on whose version you believe, the centre de loisirs is either a pint-sized fight club full of giant spiders or a whirlwind of exciting activities that’s a lot more fun than time with mom. (Hell no, I’m not taking him to the top of the Eiffel Tower–have you seen those lines?) Either way, the centre is a parent’s friend. The kids are happy and exhausted, the parents keep doing whatever they were doing during the school year, and then most people leave on vacation for the entire month of August.

It’s a good life but seriously, the taxes are really high.

Would You Like to Know Where Your Tax Money Goes?

Congressman Jim McDermott (D-the Fightin’ 7th) has come up with an idea strikes a chord of common sense: Taxpayers should get an itemized breakdown of where their federal income tax goes. It’s in early stages yet, but it feels about time to supply people with better information about how the government spends their money.

Before you dismiss this as a McDermott stunt (too late for some of you, I know) Senators Bill Nelson (D-Fla.) and Scott “My Old Pick-up Truck” Brown (R-Mass.) have joined forces on the Tax Payer Receipt Act of 2011. RedState says, “This bill could be transformational. Imagine receiving an accounting of what each citizen owes–the interest on the national debt, costs for Medicaid, Medicare, national defense, education, foreign aid, etc.”

The general idea is that something needs to be done to get better information to voters. Hilariously, a recent poll found that voters believed five percent of the federal budget was devoted to the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, “more than what the government spends on transportation, law enforcement and homeland security combined,” points out the Seattle Times.

People also regularly over-estimate the amount of federal humanitarian aid, guessing ten percent when it’s something like .05 percent.

While support for the idea is bipartisan, it’s anyone’s guess as to what good it would do. It can’t be too complicated, or people won’t read it. It can’t be too simplified or it won’t adequately reflect reality. McDermott’s sample receipt is a single, two-sided sheet and even that I suspect would be skimmed by only fifty percent.

Another consideration is that–as is clear from the level of debate currently–people have an ambivalent relationship with figures that don’t support their biases. The comments thread on the Seattle Times story carries a lively, hair-splitting argument about the viability of an accurate receipt that leaves you with the distinct impression that people are ready to argue about the meaning of 1 and 0.

Lastly, of course, we need to remember that while our political leadership loves to compare the federal budget to the family budget–“It’s simple, don’t spend more than you make!”–the fact of the matter is that spending more than we make is exactly what American families do. So it is a little unrealistic to expect a receipt to turn us into an army of citizen accountants.

Yet, the receipt seems worthwhile if only for the purposes of establishing a limited common ground. No matter how you slice it, federal income taxes are paid, and do go somewhere–it’s a very low bar to agree that the government should try to offer an annual statement to taxpayers.