Yes, that's the slogan for Jamaica tourism, but the same could be said about Trader Joe's:
This funny song alludes to "things they don't have anymore." This is perhaps my one beef with Trader Joe's -- that for someone like me, who tends to buy 100 of everything because I know for certain that the minute I like something, they'll stop making it, this habit they have of discontinuing items can be nerve-wracking. I recently had such a scare with the Thai rice stick noodles, but fortunately it was just a question of my store being out. But the canned garbanzos in curry sauce are, alas, history forever.
As time goes on, I find myself buying more at Trader Joe's and less elsewhere. Whether it's organic milk and eggs, Greek yogurt, that lowfat chocolate yogurt that's stir-from-the-bottom and isn't quite chocolate pudding but is yummy in its own right, those one-at-a-time bananas, bread, and frozen vegetables, in addition to the more exotic stuff, Trader Joe's is gradually encroaching into my supermarket runs to the point that Shop-Rite only sees me every two weeks or so instead of every week, and the local overpriced A&P is pretty much just a 7-11 these days.
But if they ever discontinue those little disks of frozen mashed potatoes that microwave up into better mashed than you can make at home, then you'll see real hue and cry and rending of garments.
(h/t
Hoffmania)
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