Our Sausage Saturday always includes a movie with ice cream in the intermission. Tonight: homemade vanilla bean ice cream, nicely paired with a thoughtful gift from a friend who spotted my Cult Cookies post last week.
Category: Eat
Cult Cookies
Enjoyed the last of melt-in-the-mouth Biscoff cookies with Delta’s logo. Whenever a flight attendant offers them, I always accept, then stuff them away to be savored later. The cookies have a cult following: Delta daren’t remove them from their regularly updated snack lineup.
Overthinking Eggs
Sometimes I overthink: today it was “how to boil eggs” (for potato salad). A Google search revealed passions for every possible variation. Ultimately, decided if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. However I did learn a great way to peel the eggs: under cold water.
Seeing Double
Sometimes we just don’t feel like cooking dinner, so we head across the road to our neighborhood bar, Maxwell’s. ”The usual?” she asks. “The usual,” we agree. Reubens with coleslaw for us, Summit EPA for him, Surly Furious for me.
Best of Summer
On my “best of summer” list: cooked-to-order breakfast sandwiches from Bread & Pickle at Lake Harriet.
Supermarket Hike
While the boys and their mom enjoyed the beach and the waves, we hiked to a supermarket where we filled backpacks with fresh produce and meats for the grill. We got in a pleasant hike and stocked up beyond the limited selections at two small stores near where we’re staying.
Dreaming of Paella
We’ve been talking for months about revisiting this restaurant by the beach for paella. There was plenty paella to feed the six of us at lunch, including two teenagers. In the foreground, shrimp are being rinsed in a sink, and chopped-up wooden pallets wait to fuel the fire.
Stale Bread/Magic Ingredient
On the kitchen counter: stale bread we’d been collecting in the freezer. Tonight, one of my favorite salads: Italian bread salad.
Farmers Kitchen
Yum. Breakfast at Farmers Kitchen and Bar: ingredients from MN farms, owned by the MN Farmers Union. Dwight then went to his Thursday gig (volunteering in a University of MN greenhouse) and I went foraging for best prescription medication prices for both of us at two pharmacies.
Hidden Cookies
Picked up cookies from Rustica (the best) en route to a medical appointment. Back home they mysteriously disappeared from the kitchen counter. Eventually found them in Dwight’s secret hiding place on a high shelf. I expect one cookie will be metered out with a cuppa this evening.