Forgetting that the Atlanta Jazz Festival was taking place, Cam and I naively hopped in the car to pick up ingredients for dinner from Trader Joe's. An hour and a half later, we finally made it back to Theta Xi. What should have been a straightforward ten minute trip turned into a serpentine and frustrating series of side streets to avoid the traffic. I think waiting it out on the main road would have taken less time, but as I told my increasingly more frustrated love, at least it was time spent together.
We cooked pork, fried pimento cheese balls, fettucini alfredo, sourdough bread and olive oil for dipping, grapes and carrots, my especially favorite strawberry bubbly drink from Trader Joe's and their strangely delicious yogurt covered pretzels.
We tried to time everything, but the pork needed thirty minutes more than the recipe had anticipated, so we had dinner sort-of backwards, eating our entree for dessert.
Check out Trader Joe's French Berry Lemonade and their Yogurt Pretzels. The pretzels are sweet AND tangy.
Cam suspects that it was the malt that gave them their kick.
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