There was no coffee or spinach (and precious little beer) in the house, so today found me stalking the fertile plains of the SoKno Kroger, hunting for the food to sustain my brood. Turns out the Rambo face-paint and compound bow were unnecessary, though, since I ended up with a meat-free cart. Broccoli just ain't all that fast. Or clever. I did accidentally wing an assistant manager I mistook for an injured wildebeest at one point, but I'm fairly certain he'll still be able to assistant manage with his left arm.
The trip was more challenging than usual, if not exactly comparable to bringing down a mammoth with nothing but a wooden spear and mucho grande cojones, because K-Roger decided recently to switch up the layout of the store. Stuff that grows is still on the right and stuff that's frozen is still on the left with the no-man's-land (or at least not this man's land) of diapers, dog food, and patio furniture still in the middle. Everything else, however, was up for grabs. So I did lots of backtracking. My quarry couldn't hide forever, though, and in the end I was victorious.
I'm thinking fish tacos tonight. There's a frozen brick of grouper in the freezer that I've been thinking about for a few weeks. I've never had good luck with fish in the past (except on the grill) but I'm betting a can of chipotle peppers and a stack of corn tortillas that tonight's the night. Oh, and that 22 oz. bottle of New Belgium Mothership Wit should go with it quite nicely.
How's Friday night looking for you?
(And that makes five for five on the posting this week. Kablooie.)
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Congrats on the five-for-five week. See? We can get back on this regular routine no problem.
I just tried to leave the apartment five minutes ago to run errands and was so irritated with the world that I turned around and came back home. Leaving at school bus time was mistake number one.
It's days like this when you should probably not bother posting, especially when you didn't announce the 5 for 5 plan ahead of time.
I mean people actually read your blog. Aren't you afraid of running them all off?
Geez, Jacob. If you didn't like the post, just say so.
On behalf of your brood, which is me, I admire your bravery in the wilds of Kroger. And I am generally not crazy about fish tacos, but I will give yours a try.
Jacob- Screw you, buddy.
SoKno. Ha ha ha. It has such a Boehemian feel to it.
My dog treed her first black bear in the Smokies yesterday. Story to come at The Modern Gal, if I ever find time to sit down and write it. Maybe tomorrow.
I like the So-Kno Kroger. I think it gets a bad rap. Go vols!
I do not generally think of the grocery store as a hunting ground. My preferred style of shopping lately is to wander for inspiration.
I love the idea of you heading to the grocery store like it's a hunting trip. Did you have to at least wrestle the lettuce to the ground?
Next time you should totally take a fishing rod with you to snag that grouper. Report back on the looks you get. Come on! Built-in post!
Do you really say SoKno? Do you know there's a Sosomething in like every town in the country. In my last American residence, a major college town in Missouri, it was SoCo. Prior to that in another college town, in reference to the major East-West thoroughfare (Broad Street), it was SoBro. Really.
Ah, come on Mickey, you know you've left the same comment on my blog multiple times without even including a self deprecating kicker to soften the blow.
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Don't stop posting such themes. I love to read stories like this. By the way add some pics :)
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