Yesterday was a spectacular, sunny day here in California.
Though it does weird me out that the leaves still haven’t finished falling off the trees…
And while maybe I should have been spending quality time with my biology textbook, I decided to go on a jaunt to Trader Joe’s, the land of delicious, cheap food. It’s about a 2.3-mile walk (thank you Google maps).
I know walking around by yourself is not always the most brilliant of ideas… but it was broad daylight, and I was walking on busy streets, so I felt like I’d be okay. Of course, I also didn’t have a cell phone (my luck this week has sucked, I also broke my phone…) so I don’t fully recommend this mildly reckless and spontaneous behavior to everyone… But on the kidnapping-front, things went well! There were only a few mildly unsavory characters on my way, and they didn’t give me any trouble at all (perhaps because I looked like shit. Perhaps).
After what seemed like an eternity, I came upon that harbinger of health-food goodness known as Trader Joe’s.
And purchased what I’d come for: Armenian Joe’s Eggplant Wrap
I love this wrap. I have dreams about it occasionally. The lavosh is to die for. I read a review somewhere calling it bland, and while it’s not bursting with flavor, I really enjoy the eggplant and the wrap itself is great. The sauce is pretty good if you like tahini (I don’t, really). And it’s not too expensive. And it’s filling. Someone said they could only finish half… This seems absurd to me, but, whatever.
I then perused the aisles of delicious cereals and breads and cheeses and crackers and candies and whole grain pasta… Basically, I want to live in Trader Joe’s. And eat all of their food. Alternatively, I would like my own apartment stocked solely with things from TJ’s. I’m kind of obsessed.
Here’s where things get sticky. I walk back, and upon my arrival, purchase a soothing beverage to go with the second half of my wrap (I devoured the first half outside Trader Joe’s).
(I’m a recovering diet-coke addict. This is a more natural alternative, and I’m still not having one every day, so I take it as progress, yes?)
And I made faces with the second half of my wrap. I’m awesome.
At this point I realized I had lost my keys. This led to a bit of a frenzy as I called Campus Safety to let me into my room (my roommate was gone for the day, and had actually left her keys in the room…). Of course, I didn’t have a cell phone. So I had to borrow someone’s. I debated walking back to see where they might have fallen out of my pockets, but after 4.5 miles decided I was probably done for the day, though I might go back tomorrow.
And then I managed to lock myself out again later. I was in a bit of a harried mood by the end of the day when I talked another friend into driving me back to see if my keys were where I’d sat to eat my wrap at TJ’s (they weren’t).
The silver lining? The beautiful California sunset.
Oh, and that wrap. ;) Worth the 4.5 miles… perhaps not the loss of keys. But still.
What’s your silver lining of the day?
What do YOU love to stock up on at Trader Joe’s?