I knew the day would come. I just didn't expect it to be today. My very last Luzianne teabag is steeping for my very last Suth'n-brewed jug of iced tea. The last, that is, until I'm able to replenish my supply of Luzianne. Man, I thought I had a couple more bags left, I really did. Now the temp's in the 80s and 90s and I'm out of iced tea fixin's. Aaargh!
The other sad news is that I ran out of grits a couple of weeks ago. Usually, I only cook them up on the weekends when I have a little more time to savor a bowl of my lovely jalepeno-cheesey concoction. Now, that little pleasure's gone, too. Shoot!
I'm vaguely planning a trip to Atlanta the first part of August, mainly because I must consolidate my two storage units and get the stuff I had to leave behind in a better place. Nothing definite set, though. But now, I have a real emergency, so that should spur my reservation-making.
Guess I'll have to make do with the old Lipton stuff until I get back down South. And I'll just have to be grit-less for a few months. Ah, me. Where are the Tarleton twins when you need 'em?