For my love, Joe.

I have lived in California most of my life. In California and other west coast (and for that matter, east coast) states, there is a man who brings me so much joy and so much pleasure. He has been there for me since high school and we've watched each other grow. He has changed a lot throughout the years, but I'll always love him. Moving to Colorado was one of the hardest things I've had to do. It meant leaving him. But I always think about him.

So this post is dedicated to him...Trader Joe. I miss you Trader Joe, and your silly Hawaiian-print shirts. I miss your frozen gyoza and egg rolls. I miss your orange mango pineapple juice and your dried mango strips. I miss your spicy cheese crunchies and your pasta sauce. But you know what I really miss TJ? Two Buck Chuck. Damn do I miss Two Buck Chuck.

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So here's to you Trader Joes! May you soon make your expansion into Colorado.

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