Waiting For Whole Foods

So ever since some girlfriends and I had post dinner dessert (duh, obviously dessert is "post dinner") at Whole Foods, I've been nagging my husband to go back with me just so I could get my hands on some $5 salted chocolate caramel heaven that's the size of my pinky nail.

You see, Whole Foods isn't exactly around the corner from us, so it would take a well-planned evening to achieve that goal.  Enter: the other night.
(This is the only acceptable picture I could show from our night out....but I was digging my arm party, at least.)

My in-laws came over to watch the kids so we could go out for a date....I still was petitioning my husband for Whole Foods.  Nope.

Okay, I said, let's just go down to South Congress and find something down there....I like pretty much any restaurant, so it will be a win no matter which we choose.  Right?  One would think.
After scoring the perfect parking spot, which are the new weird reverse ones that give me parallel parking anxiety (PPA), we strolled through the famed food truck lot.  Nothing tickled our fancy, so on we strolled.

As we stopped at each potential dinner spot, we grew increasingly exasperated at the hour and a half wait times.  It seemed as if each time we saw a place that didn't look crowded (misleading), my mouth would begin to salivate, imagining that particular restaurant's menu.  I was hungry.

We had walked and walked to no avail.  We weren't willing to wait that long to eat and we'd already wasted a good chunk of our precious time alone searching for a restaurant.  (If you're thinking right now we should have made reservations, yes I agree.  This was quasi last minute plans, hence the spontaneous "see what we can find".)

Then my husband said something that shocked me so much, I had to ask him to repeat himself.  "What???"

"I guess we're gonna just have to go to Whole Foods, huh?"

I didn't wait for him to change his mind.

"Yep.  I guess so!"  (Picture me skipping with glee down South Congress Avenue.)

See all those people on the right?  If you haven't ever been to Austin, there is a colony of bats under this bridge (the largest urban bat colony in North America, to be exact, site).  Each night around dusk, they emerge to go forage for food.  There are about 1.5 million bats, so the spectacle is quite something...or so I've heard.  Oddly enough, I've lived here my whole life, but never seen the bats.  Hmmmm...new thing to add to our summer list maybe.

Anyway, I finally got my wish.  And boy, was that salted chocolate caramel delicious!  As was the sushi...and the toffee....and the gelato....and the other chocolate stuff I ate of my husband's.  All was well in the world.

And then yesterday, do you know what wonderful happenstance occurred???

As I was pulling out of Costco with my four children in tow, I discovered the new Whole Foods had finally opened.  I had been waiting for years!!!!  (Okay, maybe just a month or so, but still.)  This one is in much closer proximity to us.  Dangerous proximity.

I was so ready to jump out of my car and run as fast as my legs would take me straight to the back of the store, where I just KNEW those caramels were waiting for me.  I could practically hear them calling my name!

But then I remembered my quartet of munchkies in the back seats, along with roughly 5 tons of cold groceries.  <sigh>  I had to pass.  Not quite worth that much trouble.  Almost, though.  So close.

Until next time, Whole Foods....I'll see you soon.

*Post Script Question:  How do people afford to shop there?  I mean, I understand getting a few things, but some people exclusively shop at Whole Foods for everything.  Either I'd go broke....or need to buy stock in the company.

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