Okay, so I've told you about these
and I really think I've written a post about all of the things I love and cherish at Trader Joe's, but holy shit, you guys.. look at THIS
|You're kidding me, right?|
Oh, my heavenly stars was this ever exciting. I was only hours into re-entry after an amazing vacation week in Hawaii, looking for quick fixes to the indulgent dining that both my kids (here) and I (there) had been snarfing all week, and lo. SOUP DUMPLINGS.
Seriously. My heart.
But was there any chance in hell that it could come anywhere even remotely close to the real deal? Let's find out.
|but first, wine.|
|smells like gahlick in heeeya|
|Could they be any cuter?|
|into the steam bath, my little babies|
|into the olive oil bath, my little gahlick babies|
|and my little greenie beanie babies|
|it occurs to me that everything in this meal - everything in my life - is from Trader Joe's|
|I'd also like to note for the record that I don't enjoy nor do I understand the little holes in the lid of a pan with which I'm meant to be steaming.|
|oh look, Trader Joe's!|
So we did.
And they were.....
Not great, not the same, not soupy enough.
But really good.
Mad respect to my boyfriend and soulmate, Trader Joe.