You could land a plane in here

Or several. Where's the food in this picture? Is this plane porn? No, it is a visual euphamism to show you the size of the Restaurant Depot. The pisser for you is that it is not open to the general public. The benefit for me is I know someone who has an access card.

What a wonderland of cooking and food products that stretched to a dense horizon. I love the complete lack of delicacy, and I mean that nothing is delicate or dainty. But Restaurant Depot puts Costco sizes to shame. Mayonnaise comes not in a barrel, it comes in a vat. Oil doesn't come in drums, it comes in a refinery.

Primal cuts of meat are on display, a greusome museum of rended animals. To me, they're red gold. Whole wheels of parmesan cheese make nice stools to rest while walking the miles of hallway.

My favorite room is the refrigerator cavern. I could live in here (literally). It is kept at a rigid 38 degrees, and they even have a few coats to borrow while shopping. While I was walking around in a tshirt and shorts, I wish I brought a lawn chair to take advantage of the refrigeration. I know where I'll be hanging out on hot sunny days.