When we travel with DD, we usually stop off when we arrive at our destination to pick up stuff for her that our hosts are unlikely to have on hand: whole milk, string cheese, stuff that doesn't travel well. I was just googlemapping DH's uncle's house (he's hosting Thanksgiving this year) and there is a Fresh Market 11 miles from his house--score! This is particularly reassuring because before that, every listing that turned up involved words like "Country Store" or "Grocery & Feed."
Huzzah for Fresh Market. Huzzah for the shopkeep!
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