Amid the excitement of a move from Los Angeles to New Orleans, I discovered that the closest Trader Joe’s would be in Baton Rouge, about an hour and a half away. So deep was the loss, I literally shook my fist at the sky and said, “NOOOOO!” like I was cursing a vengeful god.
From The Kitchn → The 5 Things You Miss When You Move to a City Without Trader Joe’s
