If you asked, I’d say yes, I am a dreamer.
I am one of those that can get lost within my own head for hours. I dream of worlds different than this; of realities that don’t exist.
My imagination fueled my childhood and that of many cousins, as we gallivanted through our grandparents property… pretending to be the “Raiders”, or saviors of souls in need. Off we were to free towns from peril, swinging our sticks in an epic battle with imaginary forces.
My day dreams have filled many an international plane ride’s seemingly endless flight.
Day dreams are fewer and far between these days, though they have not disappeared.
In fact this year I turned four of those dreams into goals. Yes I became that person that actually writes down her personal goals. I’ve never done this before, outside of a corporate setting. I’m working on two of them. Progress, right?!
While I will selfishly keep them to myself for now, just working towards them helps relieve the feeling as if I’m a gated puppy, chained to my cube, which the corporate world often imparts upon me. It’s a feeling of being stifled, of turning off portions of your brain, creativity or as I’ve been calling them; dreams.
In the meantime new restaurants call my name. But of course! What is this blog without food? I recently checked out Upton 43 and it lived up to the hype.
I mean Rose all day right? This glass was the perfect balance of sweet and dry. I like it right in the middle.
Get the charred cabbage… this dish had me at marrow butter. At home, I would have put my entire face into the plate. The boyfriend can attest… this has happened.
The peas, grains and fermented strawberry dish was just as summer should be. All in a plate about to be inhaled.
My pressed chicken, cauliflower, ham hollandaise and truffle was absolute comfort. This is my new go to comfort food.
If you asked, I’d tell you to order all three dishes and more 🙂
I’ll be over here working on my dreams and gallivanting around the Twin Cities’ restaurant scene. Don’t worry, you won’t catch me with any sticks hoping to ward off imaginary enemies. I’ve traded sticks for Rose.
Have you been to Upton 43?