You know, if I had ended up moving to Texas, I am pretty sure I would behaved like a fool. Sigh. This means I won't have Central Market in my back yard, which have would filled my life with joy (Central Market, you complete me). So I'll have to settle for second best - our new Trader Joe's.
Wait, that sounded unkind. It's not Joe's fault that he isn't Central Market, but, seriously people, it's worth a plane ticket to Texas & the necessary car rental. Well, almost. I guess that would be pretty certifiable - spend a few hundred dollars to go grocery shopping. But if you are EVER in one of the major cities in Texas, EVER, make a point to go. It will make you happy.
I might have to find another excuse to visit my cool cousins again.
Anyway, Virginia Beach is the proud host to a shiny new Trader Joe's, and I went there yesterday. It was like a little vacation. I think even Buckykatt would be pleasantly surprised at their cheese section for such a small store.
They have a good selection of their own branded products, many of which have a blessedly short list of ingredients. And at very reasonable prices for the natural foods niche. My loyal readers on the Outer Banks should pay us a visit.
Even avoiding the frozen section (because I wasn't going straight home), I did manage to fill up my 2 reusable Trader Joe's bags with things I certainly could have lived without. One of those things will be on the menu for breakfast tomorrow, so I will tell you about it then. Bated breath, folks.