transgressions

Dan and I were meandering our way through the newish (and shockingly, wonderfully, amazingly emptyish) Whole Foods on Columbus & 97th yesterday evening. I picked out a bag of Stacy's pita chips and a jar of salsa, but was taken aback after glancing up to see the look of complete and utter shock on Dan's face. Apparently tortilla chips are for salsa and pita chips are for hummus, and ne'er the twain shall mix.