I had a suddenly aborted Saturday evening plan. I was stuck roaming the city a bit, so I decided to go to the new mega-HEB on Bunker Hill and I-10. This massive super-supermarket has been written about before, but color me impressed. Best prices I have seen for clementine oranges, now in season. There's the cheese decorating counter - think cake decorating, except for wheels of brie. But I had to partake of the thing that I haven't seen in any other store in Houston before: on demand, freshly ground, whole wheat flour. With choice of getting soft wheat or hard winter wheat, natch. Goodness gracious, I can't wait to bake with the stuff.
Now you've got my attention.
Over the salad dressing aisle is a wooden locked case of balsamico tradizionale. Complete with $150 a bottle price tags. My heart skipped a beat.
It went downhill from there, I ended up buying more things than I planned (since when was there such a preponderance of eggs gathered from free roaming chickens - with a fairly minor premium on the price? Either the prices of factory farmed eggs have gone up, or someone has figured out a way to machine gather those eggs.).
No luck with kettle corn, though.
To recuperate, I am having a snack and a chai at Te House of Tea. Food and WiFi, what could be better? Apparently, tonight is swing dancing night, could be interesting. Here's the dance floor, as they cleared out the tables for people.