Waffle Batter Survival.

Happy happy Friday!

I’m only able to survive the lingering cold and 100 degree temp change (Cambodia humidity I miss you)¬†because of the rumored forecast next week…. 50 degrees do not fail me now ūüôā

Another thing amping up my survival skills? My return to exploring  new places around Minneapolis.

One place that’s¬†been on my list for quite some time, I mean we are at inside joke status because we never end up going, despite numerous attempts……

Nightingale. (PS they have Happy Hour Daily.)

The interior is so charming I just want to curl up at their bar on the regular. It is inviting, its intriguing, I’ll just order oysters every so often and linger all day.

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The cheeseburger…. if you are craving an all American classic, go to Nightingale.¬† I’ll be there ordering extra sides of the herb aioli to smother my fries in.

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Another way to survive the (cross my fingers) last snowfall of March? Northbound Smokehouse. Brewpub.  When friend buys a house literally around the corner, how could you not borrow snowboots three sizes too big, and traipse through the unwanted inches towards a pint of Honey Wheat and waffle batter cheese curds?

Yes I said that right. WAFFLE BATTER CHEESE CURDS. You salty/sweet people would be remiss if a basket of these was not ordered.

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To me, the end of winter survial equals a basket of waffel batter cheese curds.

Waffel Batter Survival.

How do you survive the lingering cold?

Fried fried and more fried

It is that time of year again. The sprint to eat as much as one can, in as little of time as possible. You know, state fair time? The time where you eat till you almost burst, where you count the minutes on the bus, and pray you make it to the most secluded bathroom in the world…..

I mean did I just say that?

Everyone has their own traditions or ways of attacking the Minnesota State Fair. I try my best to avoid the Miracle of Birth Center, however this year the big screen got in my way. Hello baby calf entering the world. Don’t ruin my appetite or anything…

Lets be real, not much ruins my appetite.

First stop, cheese curds. No where else can match these.

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Second stop, something new; Lobster Mac.

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Third stop, more new; Fried Olives.

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Well mom, for a first timer, I hope the fair met your expectations. Over a week later and I’m not sure I’ve recovered.. Yoga and new running shoes are calling my name..

How do you tackle the Minnesota State Fair?

The Fesitval of all Festivals

Happy Monday!¬†First things first, there are a few changes around here!¬†Friend A did an amazing custom header for me.¬† I recommend him to anyone looking for some design work! Second, I fought with WordPress for a good 8 hours this weekend.¬† I’m still not satisfied with this new theme, but let me know what you think ūüôā

But the main reason for this post, the festival of all festivals.  The one I had heard rumors of prior to even moving here. Summerfest. This year I was prepared and took the advice of seasoned veterans.  Do not enter the grounds without having at least one cocktail.  You need to be in some sort of a happy place prior to entering.  Otherwise the mass of people, the lack of clothing for many, the stumbling and the spilling may overtake you. One must enter the grounds with a buzz.  Thank you margarita.

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And of course I cannot enter the grounds with partaking in some fried cheese.  Necessity.

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Stage upon stage of free music will bombard your senses.¬† Whatever genre you are looking for, you’ll find it. The only draw back to free stages, my height. Sadly I cannot see nor hear half of the bands, unless I’m there early and right up front.

Scoring tickets to a paid show is a whole other experience.  My own seat and easy access to the beer stalls, with sight and sound not blocked.  Perfection. We danced and sang our little hearts away.

Then walked all the way home in pure festival fashion…

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How was your weekend?