Friday, September 12, 2008

Welcome To Moe's


I really love Moe's. I mean, if given the choice between somewhere delicious, like Ruth's Chris, and Moe's...I'd have to say Moe's would win.

When we moved, we found a Moe's W...A...Y across town, but willingly made the drive (about 10 miles one way). Then...IT CLOSED DOWN! The nerve of those people.

Talk about one depressed set of taste buds.

Last Friday, as I sat scrapbooking with some friends at Precious Treasures, S. walks in with...a Moe's cup and a box of nachos! I immediately stop all activity and focus on her.

I don't want to seem overly excited over some nachos, but I ask S., "So, where'd you get those nachos?"

S. "Moe's in B."

Me "There's a Moe's in B.????? I HAD NO IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I get directions and start plotting when I could go. As a matter of fact, it was hard to concentrate that night on scrapping. The next day, when I return to scrap, I discover S.'s cup from last night in my place...teasing me of what I have wanted but could not have.

That day we discussed the numerous other rolled burrito places in town, but in my opinion, none are as good as Moe's, or Izzos...neither of which exist in this sorry excuse of a town (if you had a Moe's and a Cane's, I'd change my tune.)

Fast forward to Wednesday: Moe's is not close...as in, it is 22 miles from my front door and you have to pass through several small towns before you get to it. But as it poured down rain, we fought rush hour traffic so we could partake (as a family) of Joey Bag of Donuts, John Coctosain, Moo Moo Mr. Cow, and Mini Masterpiece. I was just about as excited as a kid at Christmas when we parked...when I saw that it was 0.99 kids night...I literally started yelling and bouncing around in the car (imagine, pregnant me, bouncing). Both boys looked at me oddly, but went along with it.

Needless to say, it was as delicious as I knew it would be. Every.single.bite.

I took pictures, of course, but because I forgot my camera, they are locked in cell phone hell...if I figure out how to get them out, I'll share those with you, too.

2 Words to brighten my day:

The letter 'M' said...

You crack me up!

One of the things Troy and I have been doing while dreaming about moving to Texas is looking up what good eats there are in the area we're interested in living in.

You could probably hear the cheers through our thin apartment walls {for Raising Canes, Panera Bread, Red Robin} and the boo's {for the lack of Cheesecake Bistro, Izzo's Illegal Burrito's, Great Wall Chinese Buffet}. Oh well. YOu win some, you lose some, right?

Glad you got a piece of home again and that you got to indulge with the kids on .99 kids night! :-)

P.S. No home cooked meal on the kitchen table for your family that night? *Gasp*! That is so...so... not MOLLY MORMON of you! ;-)

Anonymous said...

I am so glad to hear you made the 22 mile journey to Moe's. I admit, I am an addict. A week doesn't go by that I don't make a visit to Moe's. Give me a jingle sometime before a crop, I can bring some take-out.

S.