Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Trader Joe + Alli = TLA

Hey guess what. So we love Trader Joe's. I'm talking L-O-V-E people. Like makey outey kind of affection. I'll admit, I started going when I lived in Seattle because all of my fellow hairdressing hipster friends were doing it and I had to see what was in this place. I'd always shunned it previously in Las Vegas because my friend Diana shopped there because her mom told her it was good for her, and they were straight up crazy people. Ya'll remember the Rouws. Yep, I love those people like they are my own, but don't get me started on their craziness. They rock. Anyway, I remember Diana telling me about the organic toothpaste and the organic this and that and usually by the time she was describing what she thought were the benefits of brushing your teeth with what tasted to me like swamp scum, I was off thinking about how bad I wanted In-And-Out or something. I couldn't take food type advice from people who slathered their ham sandwiches with a fat schmear of (un)delicious Soyannaise. So yeah, anyway, I went there in Seattle. Oh. My. Holy. Pita chips and salsa and organic burritos that make you want to kiss every mexican grandma in the world...people, even then I liked Trader Joe's a whole bunch... But I digress.

Anyway, my sister in law Amy, she and her boyfriend Seth had us over for dinner and she is young and unmarried, and oh so hip with her live in boyfriend who is smart and cute and all, and she asked us if we'd care for some spinach artichoke dip. Hot dip. With cheese. And dip. Did I mention the cheese? The Cheesy Dip?

So in no less than 3 minutes, we had pita triangles and the most delicious dip in front of us. May I interject here that I did no less than lick the bowl when we had finished it all? I certainly did...and proudly at that.

So I'm an addict, a Trader Joe's addict. I love it so much, and I'd buy their clothes if they sold hempy inexpensive clothes...as long as they carry that $1.99 Spinach Artichoke Dip, I'll shine their cute little tree huggin' shoes til they can't shine no mo! (can you shine birkenstocks? hmm....)

And the moral of this story is:

I already loved Whole Foods, and Trader Joe's, but now that I'm fully almost engaged to Mr. Trader...I scare my 34 year old self...ok???

that is all.

10 comments:

shark like a fox said...

omg we're getting a TJ in TriCities!!!

Alli Fantastico said...

YAY! It's a sign!

ashleyO said...

I'm hungry now. Maybe its because my last meal was lunch on Monday at Fuddruckers! yuuuuum.

Alli Fantastico said...

Ash, um, do you need me to send you a foody type care package or what?

Lyd said...

Mmmm Trader Joe's. There is some good crap there. Uhhh, like Organic Gorilla Munch? ha Sounds good. No, but really, I haven't been there for about 3-4 years, but whenever my mom and I would go over there, we were always heading out with some great, yummy, stuff. Oh, and Grandma also loves that place. She usually always says that she goes there to get such and such that is so tasty!

Alli Fantastico said...

Hahaha, Grandma is seriously the bomb. I love that lady.

Eliza said...

Don't have one :(

Alli Fantastico said...

no, but they're building a huge Whole Foods at Trolley Square!!!

Lyd said...

I know, I love her. She is so funny/awesome!

Alli Fantastico said...

I haven't seen her in so long...sad!