Marrieds going to Whole Foods are probably unaware what a utopia it is for us singles. In an air-conditioned setting amid a rainbow of fruits and vegetables, people seem so much more attractive. It?s easy to strike up a conversation (about food, at least), and if things work out, that rendezvous might be continued over pasta, pizza, or salad at the tables upstairs, with a lovely view of Roosevelt Park, for example, at the Lower East Side store. And if that?s just the beginning, isn?t it convenient that WF sells alcohol?! Who thought of that?