Because I'm often too tired at the end of a day to go to the grocery store, I find I'm clearing out the freezer and the pantry. Last week for lunch I disgusted the children when I braised some ancient cod fillets in lemon juice and mixed it with some questionable coconut rice leftovers. Edible but not repeatable. For breakfast this morning I had a braised chicken breast divided between two corn tortillas and smeared with a dab of mayo and sweet pepper relish. Not a combo I would have considered if there were alternatives, but it was pretty tasty.
This afternoon I went to Starbucks. I don't go often because they're spendy and they've monopolized the coffee business and most of the time I just want black coffee. Part of our Thanksgiving tradition, though, is going to Mom's Target and Starbucks on Black Friday. This year we made it to Target but not to Starbucks, nor did we make it to Starbucks on Saturday, as we said we would on the way to the Deer Valley Goodwill. I have a gift card smoldering in my pocket so today, after buying spray paint and water marbles at JoAnn, I pulled up to the drive-thru at Starbucks. Usually I get some kind of blended iced vanilla chai thing. At the orderboard I was distracted by all the holiday drinks and opted for a white chocolate peppermint mocha, grande. One thing I will say for Starbucks: the employees are always uber-friendly. After ordering from the chirpy counterperson I pulled forward slightly, plugged in my ipod, and started a game of solitaire while listening to the White S...
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