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Fantabulous Finds

Checking out the 'gluten free' aisles/shelves at all the stores lately and man is most of it $$$.  Oh well, nothing beats great health and feeling fantastic.

Found the 'Riceworks' brand chips yesterday and although they don't differ much in calories from regular chips, they are made with brown rice and natural ingredients which leaves you feeling energized, instead of blah after eating them... just have to remember, "moderation in all things".


 The 'Salsa Fresca' are to-die-for.... yummmmm.  Of course, I bought them in every flavor.


Then, the other night at bookclub, my cute friend who was hosting had a tea party, since we'd read the book 'Major Pettigrew's Last Stand' (VERY English).  She went all out; cucumber sandwiches, biscuits, tarts, little cakes... so much fun.  Anyway. she served the most delicious herb tea... 'Tazo Rest Herbal Infusion' described as: A lulling blend of rose petals, valerian root and citrusy herbs... so amazing I went right out and bought a couple of boxes.  If "pretty" were a taste, this would be it.


Even the box is beautiful.


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