I've got a new Mexican grocery!!

Within only a few miles of my house. They're using a vacant supermarket building which is really huge, so there's a lot of departments and selections, along with ready-to-go takeout and deli. Yesterday was the opening and I needed some stuff, so I braved the madhouse and the noise volume. Indigenous dancers, the works. It's going to be popular.

I feel a little guilty about my old favorite and will still go there sometimes, but it's farther away and has a parking lot the size of a postage stamp. Only one entrance/exit; getting in and out reminds me of Frogger and can be actually risky to your car's exterior.

I notice the dried chiles come in the big bags and are nice and pliable. I don't need them today for the enchiladas I'm making (I'm opening one of my half-pint jars of chile paste for the Salsa Roja), but I grabbed a bag of cheese that says it'll be good for the filling, I was looking for something called 'Mennonite Cheese' and didn't find it, but this holds promise.

I'm continuing to stock up and made a gallon plus a quart of French onion soup yesterday and got 4 quarts in jars. Today, it's the 5th quart and then on to 3# of Haralson apples in light syrup. In addition to this, I actually have to make dinner and research Tuesday's election.

We have ranked choice and the mayoral election will take the most scrutiny. I do know which three Democrats I'm backing; just not the ranking. Frey is out of the picture as far as I'm concerned. When the DoD keeps their plan to federalize the National Guard and send it, along with ICE, to my state, I want a mayor who'll resist and not play Kumbaya in order to keep the Chamber of Commerce happy. Frey is a bit too fond of triangulating; he starts where we should be and then gradually negotiates half of it away. (My least favorite trait of the Clintons.) He will roll faster than a cue ball.

Too much to do, too little time.