It's Monday, so it's Trader's day for us. We collect our list and our canvas bags. We aim the car toward Paseo del Norte and it knows the way from there. We told it not to go to Whole Foods, just Trader Joe's.
I swore I would never ever go shopping on the weekends at Trader's or Whole Foods. The masses really tempt me to start yelling, "You are not the ONLY one in the store. Move it."
I swear they stop their cart in the middle of aisle and walk down a few shelves leaving their cart/kids/balloons blocking everyone's way. I once saw a kid racing around a crowded store and the mother was dazed - well, she didn't tell him NOT to do it when a store employee asked the mother not to let the kid run around like that because she's seen kids fall. The mother took offense and railed about people minding their own business when I piped up and said, "Yep, I've seen it - chipped tooth, bloody lip - sad." She looked at me like I was from Mars and yelled at her kid to get back here. She took his hand and pulled him away from the clerk and me. We chuckled.
Well, back to today - we had some gnocchi for samples. We picked up all our precious foods that we like to eat and popped on home. I drank a small cold bottle of carrot juice on the way home. Yummmmmmmm!
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