If I could only take one seasoning with me into the apocalypse. . . the end of the world. . . a camping trip, or, well, just my kitchen, it would be a shaker of Lawry’s Seasoned Salt.
My version of the Book of Eli would end with Denzel taking a bottle of Lawry’s to Alcatraz and reciting the secret blend of spices.
With our household of two, we’ve never bought bulk of much. We were Costco members for a couple years. The quality of the products are great, but when our membership expired we didn’t rush to renew it. Usually I just buy a new thing when we run out of the old one. Now, I have a back-up for things like dish soap and toothpaste.
Around here, the stores seem to be stocked ok, especially the smaller neighborhood stores. I’m happy to see them limit items like toilet paper and bags of rice. Don’t be the asshole that hoards things when people need them now.
I’m obsessed with soup and have been following @jdhovland‘s soup quest. His road trip to Fargo to eat knoephla soup got me thinking about foods I miss from other places we’ve lived.
Knoephla soup in North Dakota is like wild rice and chicken soup in Minnesota. Until recently, it’s no where to be found.
(He recently found knoephla on the menu of a new restaurant called Mary Ellen’s Bistro in NE Minneapolis).
Knoephla soup reminds me of culinary school where we prepared it for lunch. A crowd favorite, for sure. I can still see one of the second-year student supervisors tasting our batch of soup and growling, “Mmmm. . . that’s some good knoephla.”
Anyway, here’s some thoughts on the foods that are on my mind:
I’ve been getting over that flu/cold thing that’s been going around the Twin Cities this winter. At least it’s given me time to catch up on TV shows and movies.
Now, The Good Place series finale is how you close out a show.
Back when my mom passed away, a friend lent me his DVD set of Six Feet Under, an HBO series that chronicles a family of undertakers. Watching it start to finish helped him come to peace with death and he hoped I’d feel the same. Six Feet Under remains one of my favorite series ever, but The Good Place got me closer to where Six Feet could not.
I also watched Booksmart which is a movie streaming on Hulu. It’s painfully relatable if you were also a nerd like me coming to terms with spending your grade school (and college) years like Amy. Now we’re all Lisa Kudrows and Jason Sudeikis’s.
Finally, I curiously watched Midsommar streaming on Amazon. I had already spoiled this movie for myself so I kept my finger on the fast-forward. It’s completely upsetting and creepy, but also beautifully filmed and compelling.
When I first visited Keg & Case thought it was fine, but a year and a half into it, I’ve come around.
Keg & Case isn’t super huge. It’s filled in more since opening and offers a variety of foods and price points. Located off a quiet corner of West Seventh, there’s plenty of parking in the lot (website says free all winter) or side streets.
You could spend a little money or a lot, from an upscale meal at In Bloom to a $7 banh mi at Bread & Boba.
In Bloom’s bar is a very comfortable spot for a single diner to enjoy a meal or snack. Smells coming from the crackling wood fire hearth draw me in.
The Best Cocktail I’ve Ever Had
I don’t have a good picture of the best cocktail I’ve ever had, so you’ll just have to trust me.
The best cocktail I’ve ever had is the Banana Bread Old Fashioned from Butcher & The Boar in downtown Minneapolis. Everything about this cocktail sounds so wrong. First, to mess with a classic cocktail. And the whole banana part. Seems like two cardinal sins.