On my walk home from a medical appointment, I passed food delivery robots idly waiting for their next gig. I opted to dine in and enjoy a lunch I’d ordered through an app, as in-person ordering wasn’t an option. Meanwhile, back at our building, a drone was conducting an exterior inspection, scanning for any maintenance issues.
Category: Eat
Shh, Don’t Tell Anyone
We’ll top our Thanksgiving pie with Cool Whip, a somewhat controversial choice, though we secretly enjoy it. Lactose is not among its 17+ ingredients, the primary reason I purchased a tub. To my surprise, I still received a discount at checkout although I’d only picked up one tub, resisting a BOGO (Buy One Get One free) offer. I have my limits: BOGO offers can be wasteful.
A Step Back in Time
On my meander through a residential neighborhood, found an old-fashioned Italian deli where I sat down for lunch, listening in on local chatter. Two large meatballs in tomato sauce with bread and butter served on real dinnerware was about $8.
A Taste of Somewhere Else
On the way home from a dental cleaning and checkup I realized the bus would stop opposite moto-i. I had to get off and enjoy a very serviceable bowl of tonkotsu ramen, my go-to comfort food. Maybe it was a reward for not having to see the dentist again until April 2025. I’m proud to… Continue reading A Taste of Somewhere Else
Island Escape in the Aisles
Hawaii is just a ten-minute cycle ride from our home. Or, to be more precise, an authentic Hawaiian experience, Ono Hawaiian Plates, hidden inside United Noodles, a large Asian supermarket. We both opted for mix plates with fall-apart-tender Kalua pork with mandatory scoops of sticky rice and macaroni salad. We were transported, no plane tickets… Continue reading Island Escape in the Aisles
Sushi Sunday
Sunday lunch with the family: a boat-load of sushi at Misono; even the teens were on board.
A Vehicle for Butter
It’s Syttende mai (“Seventeenth of May”), Norway’s Constitution Day. And you can’t get more Norwegian than lefse from Fargo, North Dakota, where people of Norwegian descent still eat lutefisk, brown cheese, and boat-loads of butter. At Dwight’s direction (a true Norwegian descendant), I tracked down the lefse at our local Lunds & Byerlys. We’ll have… Continue reading A Vehicle for Butter
Motivated by Fish Tacos
The opening of Sea Salt at Minnehaha Park for the season motivated me to cycle a loop that included Hiawatha LRT Trail, Midtown Greenway, Chain of Lakes, Minnehaha Creek, Minnehaha Park, and West River Parkway. The cooked-to-order fish tacos were undiminished and a bargain at $8.
Time to Re-Fuel
Thursdays are for volunteering: him in a university greenhouse, me with adult learners. Later we have just enough energy to walk a couple blocks to our local bar for dinner and to compare notes about our day. Last week, I learned about a smelly flowering Corpse Plant; today, Lithops (Stone Plants) which are getting ready for spring when, presumably, they’ll flower.
Finding Ramen
Google Maps helped me escape a grey drippy day via a steaming bowl of Hakata Ramen. Posted When Google Maps Knows Ramen.