It took me one visit to love Duluth. Even in February, when the winds hurl sub-zero winds from across the lake.
In February, we felt like we had the lake to ourselves. In the summers you have to share.
Last weekend we headed 2.5 hours north back to Duluth. A mere 2.5 hours north, I-35 takes you far away from the hustle and bustle of the Twin Cities. As the hills open up and you reach the port you’ll feel like you’ve different world.
There was a blues music festival down in the open park by the aquarium, bringing lots of visitors to the area. Canadian wildfires north cast a sort of sleepy haze over the lake.
Grand Avenue is a popular street running through St. Paul, Minnesota.
It’s also near our home, which means we’ve found ourselves here on Grand a lot over the past couple years.
People flock here for shopping, walking, and restaurants. There’s the adorable and independent Red Balloon Bookshop that many of our parents took us to when we were kids, The Bibelot, Grand Ole Creamery, Juut Salon Spa. Or some of us may remember dancing at the Wild Onion (RIP) and drinking at Billie’s.
It’s natural to get excited about all of the new restaurants opening around the Twin Cities. But, I wanted to dedicate this post to three places I love along Grand Avenue that have stood the test of time for 13+ years.
Usually I stop by one of my favorite Minneapolis-St. Paul Farmers Markets on Saturdays.
However, I found myself in Burnsville for an early morning oil change and swung by the Bloomington Farmers Market on my way home.
It’s been years and years since I’ve shopped here. Before we moved to Fargo eight years ago, we lived in Bloomington. I remember enjoying this market back then.
The Bloomington Farmers Market is just the right size. It’s not overwhelmingly huge and it’s not too small. Of course there are plenty of produce vendors, plus a good variety of vendors offering items like candied nuts, jam, pickles, meat, eggs, flowers and honey.
I just wanted to take this moment to write about my one of my favorite local pizzerias, Davanni’s.
Our closest Davanni’s is actually the local chain’s first of 21 pizza shops which opened in 1975.
I’m not even sure what type of pizza Davanni’s serves. It’s not New York-style and it’s not exactly Minnesota-style pizza. The crust choices include thin, traditional, and deep dish.
The deep dish (above) might not taste exactly like the classics from Chicago, but it’s something we crave from time to time. The traditional crust is my favorite.
I’m not going to claim that Davanni’s serves the best pizza in Minnesota. What I will say is that Davanni’s is like an old friend. It serves some of my favorite pizza and the pizza is always consistent.
Now that Davanni’s is our neighbor we eat there a lot.
I’m doing one of those “Currently. . . ” posts because I want to and it feels good.
Currently, like right this second, I am on PTO.
This is no resting vacation, this is a working vacation. We’ve got a list of DIY projects that can’t wait another winter.
Like my friend once said, maintaining an old home is like keeping an old person alive. Jake and I aren’t particularly handy and we don’t come from handy lineages. These projects are knocking the wind out of us.
The man we bought this house from completed a lot of his own DIY projects that we’re having to redo. For example, he painted our deck with some type of strange, interior paint. Trying to figure out how to re-stain it has been our latest adventure.