I'm Late to the Trader Joe's Phenomenon (Resisted Since Santa Fe, New Mexico), But I Get It Now, Especially the Convenience of Good Treats

Trader Joe's currently has miniature pecan pies. They were inexpensive, so I got four (well, they come in four) and I thought I'd bring them somewhere as a treat. Nope. Tried one. Ate one for breakfast four days in a row. Then, I brought some to one of the classes I teach...that, and their gingerbread sandwich cookies. 

Lethal. 

Dangerous. 

Should be barred and made illegal.

They were devoured in a matter of seconds (note: those with nut allergies abstained, as they should). And I'm thinking of my mom and dad, and how I brought them Trader Joe's groceries ONCE and they got hooked. As soon as I had a miniature Pecan pie, I knew I wanted to share with my parents. So good...like a love nudge from the kitchen. Tinier than a bagel and more than a cookie. Dang miniature delicatessen wrapped in a package of four. 

Amazing. 

Ah, but today, I need to move from teaching and into writing, planning, delivering, and dog-sitting (Pam's having a book club meeting at her house with finger foods). I get Jake which is a total treat. And my class of 28 was thankful for the snack midway through dissecting educational philosophies. 

I call it a win-win-win-win (that's for each pie in a box)