The other day, I stopped by Trader Joe’s to pick up some random stuff. While perusing the frozen food aisle, I noticed that they were out of so much stuff. I mean for real, their inventory replenishing system must have been on the fritz, because shizz just hadn’t been replenished. It was kind of sad. I’d been wanting to try these soy nuggets because I heard they were good. And wouldn’t you know it, they didn’t have any. But I rooted around, and I found this one lone box of Chickenless Nuggets. I’m pretty sure that these are the same as the Soy Nuggets, just in different packaging and branding.
I popped these puppies in the oven and they came out hot and tasty. I enjoyed my fake chicken nuggets with barbeque sauce and honey mustard. Sure, they don’t taste exactly like real chicken nuggets, but they’re pretty darn close and still tasty. It’s a nice veggie alternative, but I’m not going to tell you that they’re better than the nuggets from Wendy’s.

I was recently informed that J is a freak about pizza bagels. Like he’d make 8 at a time and eat them all. How crazy. And that he’d be crazy about giant bowls of cereal too. But then that got me thinking about pizza bagels. Then I was talking on the phone with K and she talked about how she just made pizza bagels with her kids. And damn, I had to make pizza bagels! I picked up some frozen bagels and some chicken sausages from Trader Joe’s. I already had pizza sauce and cheese left over from when I made the hawaiian pizza.
How can anyone not like pizza bagels? Pizza on top of a crispy on the outside, hot and chewy on the inside bagel. The sausage was a nice touch too. I am so doing this again and again.

After getting pho at Viet Huong and before stopping by Connie’s Ric Rac for a show, we wanted to chill out at a cafe with some hot tasty treats. While driving around, we found Chapterhouse. Turns out I was here once a gazillion years ago with K. I don’t remember why, but we were. And I remembered it fondly.
Chapterhouse is on 9th, just below South, but they have no sign. So somehow, you just have to know that it’s there. It’s also down the street from Starbucks. Just skip the Starbucks and go to Chapterhouse. The place is pretty big and clean. White walls, modern furniture, free wi-fi, all the good stuff. They also have interesting art on the walls that rotates.
So that saturday night, it was actually fairly empty. We had plenty of choice for seating, and could have even sat on the couches by the books, but we didn’t cuz they’re a bit dirty and stained. Instead, we grabbed one of the tables with the coolest bouncy chairs. R and I both got a decaf caramel mocha latte. They have a vast array of latte choices, and luckily for me, they’ll make everything decaf. It was even topped off with a chocolatey whipped cream. We both thoroughly enjoyed our lattes. And the baristas at Chapterhouse totally make everything with love, love, love. They even make little designs when they pour the steamed milk in. I love those little touches.
I really loved Chapterhouse so much that J and I went there on Sunday. Sunday was a different matter altogether. Although it was about the same time of day as Saturday, the place was absolutely packed on Sunday. Dang. Luckily, we stalked out some people that were leaving and got a table in the back. Whew! J got a regular plain ol latte, but it came in this adorable paisley cup.
It was another cold ass day that Sunday (so cold that I had pho again (damn, I love pho weather!)), so I got myself a hot chocolate. They make it with syrup and look at the finish! Powdered chocolate that they make little swirls in. Lovely. I really like this place. A lot. I’ll be back!