Whenever we are feeling fat and sassy on the domestic scene, Mrs. BDB and I include a trip (just for an item or two) to our local Trader Joe’s, and invariably come home with a basket load of groceries, as I imagine most patrons do.
We go primarily for their coffee beans, juice spiked sparkling waters, one or two other things, but always have to try “something new”, and there’s always something new at TJ’s.
