Friday, October 19, 2012

Trader Joe's

On impulse, I drove up to Trader Joe's in Princeton, a round trip of about eighty miles.  Got two cartons of their wonderful soups--butternut squash and tomato with roasted peppers--plus frozen swordfish and chicken sausage, and a few other things.  Also stocked up on cheap white wine, notably Charles Schwab ("Two-Buck Chuck" on the left coast) and Santa Barbara, just because my niece lives there. 
Drove over to Ewing after and saw the home of my early and middle adulthood for forty-one years.  It's been re-sided in beige--maybe it's called "putty"--with black shutters and looks good. 
Swung by the cemetery, where my friend, Elaine, is buried, her 14-year-old grandson's grave just behind.  Both are decorated with fall and Halloween items.  Not sure who does that, now; maybe her son who still lives in the house on Lower Ferry.
Didn't get home until after 3:00 and just putzed around after that.

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