Towards the end of a rather irritating trip to Central Market yesterday, I stumbled across a sale display. Typically, I am an impulse buy's worst enemy. I just never give into it or really even think about. I stick to my list. My list is planned. I like plans. Meet my well-worth-it impulse buy:
I was immediately intrigued because there is a delicious prickly pear margarita I am in love with on the Riverwalk in SA. If you know me, you know that I stick to three main liquids: one comes from cows, one falls from the sky and goes through all sorts of processes to make it to my faucets, and one is made from grape juice soaked in barrels. This new ever-so-refreshing and pretty drink might throw a wrench is my regular routine....but it sure will taste good being sipped by the pool this summer.
