Pseudo Sista came to visit us a couple of weeks ago, and we stumbled across the Holy Grail while shopping near Sacramento.

By the way, 2-Near-Babb-Gals shopping in the Big City is a pretty hilarious sight.  We marveled over gorgeous handbags at Nordstrom’s, exclaimed with delight over tiny dresses at upscale children’s stores, and cooed appreciatively over all the beautiful wedges at Designer Shoe Warehouse, but in the end, we looked at one another and admitted we had nowhere to wear said beautiful, fashionable finds, and we’d rather spend our money on what we will wear every day in Montana: Patagonia, Chaco, and Athleta.  So, our shopping trip would have been a bust, but for the aforementioned Holy Grail.

Y’all.  There is a Chik-Fil-A in Roseville, California.  My I-Phone found it and if I didn’t love that dang contraption before, I surely never will be parted from it now.  I opened the Chik-Fil-A app on a whim, and low and behold, the purveyors of the best-chicken-nuggets-and-lemonade money can buy were located a mere 1.1 miles away.  If you don’t know, Chik-Fil-A is a Southern fast food chain, but its devotees find it far above your average fast food.  Mmmm, mmmm, good.  When I was pregnant, three time zones removed from Chik-Fil-A, JC flew in TEN Chik-Fil-A chicken sandwiches with her from Atlanta.  The very definition of Southern friendship.

Anyway, having discovered the proximity of the Holy Grail, we dropped the shopping and headed for the goodness, which neither Pseudo Sista nor Maggie Rose had ever before tasted.  Pseudo Sista is a vegetarian, but she pronounced their waffle cut french fries quite good, and Maggie Rose, well … the look on her face as she devours her first chicken nugget says it all.

It’s the little things.

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