The overnight trip to Cincinnati with my Girl Scout troop gave me an idea.
Matt loves baseball. I like baseball. There's baseball RIGHT THERE in Cincinnati, so why not go see it for his birthday?
Why not, indeed!
I even used my brand-new knowledge of the Roebling Suspension Bridge to get us a cheaper hotel room across the river in Kentucky, within walking distance of the baseball stadium via the bridge. And sure, I might be more interested in the baseball players' walk-up songs than I am in the baseball, but the baseball IS still interesting, and it was a beautiful night, and Matt was happy to keep me supplied with a never-ending assortment of baseball snacks, so a good time was had by all.
The next day, I took the opportunity to right one more travel wrong in our lives: Matt had never before been to Jungle Jim's!
I even brought a cooler this time--I was THAT prepared for Jungle Jim's.
When I take the kids to a big international grocery like this, I pretty much let them put whatever they're interested in into the cart. Matt and I were only slightly more selective, ahem, and we ended up with an eclectic international assortment of Traverse City cherry whiskey and Jaffa Cakes and kimchi and Pimm's No. 1 Liqueur and pinata candy and sour cherry juice and soup dumplings and tiramisu and stroopwafels and my best find ever: CLOTTED CREAM!!!
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