She practically *forced* me to travel all that way at 80mph (128kph) up to
Albuquerque to eat stuff and meet some old friends from a different
lifetime. I know I knew some of these people before...
Not only did she drag me around and force me to buy weird food, and some
cookbooks at Spanish Table store, she made me buy neato food stuff at Trader
Joe's, my first time and all. Freeze dried mangosteens and f/d rambutans.
Weird, but good. Thanks to Koko, I now have a Trader Joe's canvas bag. I'll
never leave home without it, Koko!
Up in Santa Fe, had lovely time people watching and talking at the
Farmer's Market, and rested over fabulous salmon tacos and jicama salad and
all the ice tea we could drink. And mango salsa.
She has a lovely house, a foodie's dream with big open kitchen & den &
dining room. Very nice views of Albuquerque out the patio door.
When she finally tossed me out, I ran right away down to a bookstore in
Las Cruces and blew the bank on 7 more cookbooks, as many food gardening
books, and some more herbals. Like I needed more cookbooks. I swear ta gawd,
Christine's disease is catching, she is so mean to me.
Edrena