Category: Memoir (page 1 of 22)

Foods I Still Think About That I Can’t Get Here

I’m obsessed with soup and have been following @jdhovland‘s soup quest.Β 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:

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Dancing With Imposture Syndrome: My 1st Class At The Loft

The most fun thing I did this winter was go to a writing class at The Loft Literary Center.

On a lark, after a rough week at work, I scrolled through the class listings. A class on humor writing caught my eye. Seeing that Mary Jo Pehl was instructing, I signed up right away.

Immediately after hitting the submit button, I panicked; the confirmation described the class as “Intermediate” level.

Surely I was not an intermediate level writer.

I fired off an email back to the Loft.

“I THINK I SIGNED UP FOR THE WRONG CLASS!”

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90’s Country & 112 Eatery

I remember dutifully going with my mom to a Huey Lewis casino concert. She loaded us kids up in the mini van alongside my cousin and his friend.

They wanted to come. Actually, they were big fans.

“I can’t believe our friends made fun of us for going to this concert instead of Smashing Pumpkins,” they lamented. “Billy Corgan sounds like a parrot.” I was never able to unhear it.

We’ve hit that age where we don’t recognize some of the singers on the GRAMMYs, a lot singers on the Video Music Awards. and, certainly none of the ones nominated for Teen Choice Awards.

Our favorite singers are making the casino circuits now. We knew this day would come. Yours will come, too.

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Allow Me To Ruin Your Favorite 90’s Movies

Allow me ruin your favorite 90’s movies by watching them for the first time in my mid 30’s and writing a brief synopsis.

There are a lot of movies from the 90’s (and late 80’s) that I didn’t watch. Growing up my parents were strict about what we could watch. Thankfully, not quite as strict as my friend whose parents drew all sorts of funky conclusions between Disney movies and the devil.

We all had that friend whose house we’d watch some of those movies, anyway, and read Cosmo magazines. But, for the most part, I didn’t watch a lot of movies.

One of my favorite things to do is watch famous 90’s movies for the first time as an adult. It’s cathartic. Some of the movies still resonate surprisingly well while others make you wonder how anyone thought they was funny.

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It’s Been A Week. At Least There Was Pie & Fries.

This isn’t Instagram. I’m not going pretend like everything’s OK.

It’s been a tough couple of weeks.

My recent egg retrieval cycle concluded and, so far, the outcome isn’t what I was hoping for. There’s so much to juggle financially, physically, and emotionally; all while working a full-time job and fielding things like baby showers and toxic positivity (“Just relax!” or “It’ll happen when you stop trying”).

It all feels so raw and I’ll share more when I’m ready. Perhaps. The kind words people have offered have gone a long way, so thank you for those.

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