Oh, Joe!

This morning, I hopped behind the wheel of my beloved, not-yet-recalled Corolla and sped off toward the Cape. Forty-five minutes later, I neared my destination. Hyannis. Why, you ask. It is after all the dead of winter and Cape beaches aren't exactly beckoning to sun-bathers. I had one goal in mind: Trader Joe's.
I was spoiled in Bean Town. I could take a walk to the store on a whim. I could leave without buying something and not feel an emptying gas tank giving me the stink eye. I could peruse the aisles for hours or simply pop in for a jiff. Now is a different story. I miss Trader Joe's! It is no longer easily accessible. I must have a plan in mind to go. Well, today I had a plan.
Although they did not have any mini chocolate meringues for sale (boo), I did come home with a bag full of fruit leather, freeze-dried mango, pumpkin butter, mini whole-wheat chocolate chip cookies (by the way, they're all gone... oops), mini pitas, and frozen edamame! Until typing this, I had no idea how obsessed I am with 'mini' foods. That will probably crop up in therapy years down the road. It was well worth the gas to see those vibrant, Hawaiian shirts just one more time!

Wareham Crossing, when will you realize you need one of these?