On New Year’s Eve, just hours before we were to turn into pumpkins, Andy and I realized we had no sparkling grape juice in the house! After dinner I drew the short end of the stick and left to make an emergency run. This was the beautiful view that greeted me.
This made scouring the aisles of 3 different stores and then giving up in despair and almost leaving with 1 bottle of kosher sparkling grape juice and 1 bottle of sparkling apple cider only to find that someone had abandoned the last bottle of Welsh’s sparkling grape juice in the canned veggie aisle (!!) totally worth it.