T Stands For Shopping Across Town

A week or so ago, I needed to buy cat food, so decided to make the most of my trip to the other side of town.  I know it doesn't sound like much, but it is about 25 miles one way across my city from where I live.  So, I wanted to make the most of the trip.

Several people had told me about Sprouts, so I decided to check it out.

Yes, there was fresh produce and natural foods, along with an adorable painting of a farm with cows and trees, but that was about all I found.  The food was not even certified organic, or shown to be grown locally, even after I asked.  Their only claim to fame was their high prices people seemed to be willing to pay for the privilege of shopping there.

My foodie friend Sally asked me to stop by AAA, a members-only travel agency that provides many services.  Sally gave me her member's card (thankfully, they don't have photos on them) and asked me to pick up literature on areas of the northwest she will be going to the first part of September.  While there, I picked up a travel book on Europe for myself.

Next it was off to the pet store, where they had very good cat food on sale.  I got two different kinds for my two very different cats.

On my way home, I saw this fabulous faux palm tree.  Those who know me, know I have a love for palm trees.

I also saw the sign for

Hooters, a restaurant

known for its bosom-y wait staff.

When I arrived, I noticed I was the only person in the restaurant.



On my way to be seated, I had to stop to take a photo of my final alma mater, the shock of wheat.

I was so glad there was no one else in the restaurant, because the music was loud enough.  I could only imagine what it must be like when a full house was there, with everyone vying to be heard.

The waitress brought me a big orange glass of water

and sprawled her name on the napkin she left.  Sadly, I couldn't read it, or remember it once I started reading the menu.

I somehow doubt the meal I chose was going to be healthy.

Four battered fish and curly fries (fish and chips), along with a bowl of tartar sauce and a bowl of cole slaw arrived.  I asked for ranch dressing with my meal, and she charged me an extra dollar ($1.00) for the tiny container of dressing.  When I got the bill, I asked why I was charged for the dressing and she said that anything that came from the kitchen had to be paid for.  I was upset, but paid the bill.  As I was leaving the manager came out all smiles and grins, and asked how satisfied I was with the meal.  I told her I wasn't.  She started to say "great," then backed up and asked why I was unhappy with the meal.  When I told her, she promptly refunded my dollar and I was very happy!

All in all, it was a good day on the far side of my city!

How was your T experience this week?  Good, cheerful, enjoyable, artsy?  Please share your drink related post with us. It can include photos, a place you visited, movies, postcards, books, sketches, mixed media, drawings, paintings, tags, scrapbooking, or other art that is digital, hybrid, or traditional, as long as it in some way relates back to a drink, any drink.  Regardless, please share your link below, then Bleubeard and I, along with the rest of the T gang will be by to visit.  Old photos are acceptable because they may be taken at any time, and don't even have to be taken this year!

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