Friday recap: ALDI, Mexican gumbo at Qdoba, celebration, more

At lunch yesterday, I visited an ALDI for the first time ever.  ALDI is kind of a unique grocery chain – they only carry one brand of each item, which they’ve negotiated at a substantial discount.  It’s quality food though.  If you want a shopping cart, you rent it for 25 cents, and you either bring your own grocery bags or buy theirs.  By putting these rules in place, they can sell food for quite a bit cheaper than the big chain grocery stores.

So I went to the one in Southaven yesterday to buy food for the Stumbling Elvis pub crawl tonight, since the goal is to raise donations for the Mid-South Food Bank.  I’d planned to buy all veggies, but the prices were so damn cheap I got some meats too.  Chicken and dumplings, corned beef hash, whole kernel corn, green beans.

I also needed to eat, so I stopped by Qdoba Mexican Grill nearby.  I’ve been there a few times (enough to become mayor on Foursquare).  It’s one of those build-your-own-burrito places where you pick the meat, the sauce, and the toppings.  Yesterday, though, I tried something different – their Mexican gumbo.  If you find yourself near a Qdoba (there’s one in Cordova too) you have got to try this.  Like the burritos, it’s build-your-own.  You pick the meat you want in your gumbo (most people get chicken, I’m told) and pick either pintos or black beans.  They add in their tortilla soup, and you pick which salsa you want in it (most people get the corn salsa).  Then they top it with cheese, sour cream, and tortilla strips.  It was SO good.  I’m sure I’ll be back next week for another bowl.

After work, I went to the Saucer, then we all decided to move on to Calhoun’s.  I did a John Cena-style “The champ is here” several times, referring to Thursday night’s poker victory, and I could see the steam coming out of Mikey’s ears.  Met some new friends, which often happens at Calhoun’s, stayed until about 11.

Then I went to Kooky Canuck with a few friends, because there was reason to celebrate: It was Meghan’s last night at Kooky.  She’s moving to Southaven and going back to school.  Meghan, I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye, but I cannot tell you how HAPPY your decision makes me.  And I want you to know, seven and a half years from now when you finish your bachelor’s degree in General Studies, I’ll be right there to watch you walk across the stage and receive your diploma.  Or certificate of completion or whatever they call it.

Eating ice cream as I type this.  Yarnell’s has a new flavor – Key Lime Pie.  Downtown Walgreens sells it.

So now I’m getting ready for the Stumbling Elvis pub crawl.  If you want to participate, dress up as Elvis, get some canned goods to donate to the Food Bank, and show up to the Flying Saucer at 7 PM.  Just got my costume out of the closet, and the first thought that occurred to me was, “Wow, sometime in the past 364 days I should’ve WASHED this thing.”  Too late now though.  It must be hand washed and line dried – it’d still be wet tonight if I did it now.

I picked up the final component of my Elvis costume this morning at Walgreens.  I’m adding to what I did last year.  Only one person knows what I have in store.  You’ll see it tonight.  Hint:  The costume addition did NOT come from the Elvis souvenir aisle.

Checking what my friends are doing on Twitter.  I’m so glad I’m not a girl so I don’t have to get manicures and pedicures.  #wasteofmoney  Also glad that Stephanie, Susie, Frank and Josh are sharing every last detail of their plan to visit Happy Mexican with the Twitterverse, because we are all so interested.

Going to take it slow this afternoon so I can rest up for tonight.  I need to hit an ATM to get cash to pay for my beers on the pub crawl – which reminds me – if you’re coming, please bring cash.  The crawl will run much more smoothly if there aren’t 70 people tabbing out on credit cards at each stop.  Other than that, probably I’ll get on PokerStars and see if the competition is as easy as what I encountered at Calhoun’s Thursday night.  May run down the street to Cockadoos for lunch.

Outta here.  Time to apply the final element of my Elvis costume.