This has nothing to do with breakfast sandwiches, but I just really want to say that I am kind of into HBO’s Crashing.
The main character Pete (real life comedian Pete Holmes) is an aspiring stand-up comic pursuing his dream and crashing on famous comedian’s couches, post separation. He’s not quite sure how to function on his own and support himself financially. Both Pete and his ex-spouse come from a conservative Christian background, and, for the first time, they’re both trying to figure out who they are and what they believe. It’s funny and so heartfelt. The push and pull between both spectrums are treated with surprising compassion.
I can relate to pieces of Pete’s background and floundering around one’s 30’s.
This Minne-RoadTrip series of posts is sponsored by Visit Owatonna, Visit Faribault and Visiting Northfields. This chapter was hosted by Visit Faribault.
Let’s go back to Faribault. . .
In the fall, when it wasn’t sub-zero and snowing. It’s been five months since I took the Minne-RoadTrip and I’m still sharing photos and experiences of places I haven’t told you about. Here’s another Faribault edition of where I stayed and sites with more of a historical interest:
For 1.5 beautiful months, we could order Quang delivery via Amazon Prime Restaurants.
We don’t even live near Quang.
Quang is a Vietnamese restaurant located along Eat Street between Uptown and downtown Minneapolis. It’s not just a restaurant, it’s institution.
There are many great Vietnamese restaurants in the Twin Cities. Quang has longevity (operating since 1989) and happens to be one of the first places I ever tried Vietnamese food. When I was a new college grad, friends introduced me to pho and spring rolls at Quang and Pho 79 and I’ve returned ever since.
I may live in Minnesota but I don’t like the cold.
I used to but I’m too old and tired now. Spending one winter in St. Louis, Missouri broke us.
This past weekend I was watching the last Top Chef episode. Not only did they go camping, they went snow camping. I wasn’t sure which was worse; this challenge or that one season where they contestants had to do a relay race in the snow and chip cooking tools out of giant ice blocks.
Either I would do the George Constanza thing where I’d end on a clever high note and say “Alright! That’s it for me!” and then run away. Or I’d serve them crudo.
In this sub-zero weather, I’d rather stay indoors mall walking or sitting on my couch reading books.
I just finished Emma Cline’s The Girls and have so many feelings and am now reading Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle In Time.
Here are two, new indoor activities I tried this month that happen to be located in Northeast Minneapolis:
If you invited me to meet you for lunch at a chain restaurant seven years ago when I first started my blog, I would have recoiled in absolute horror. I was a food snob.
Now, it’s not that I think chain restaurants are the pinnacle of dining, but I like eating at them from time to time. I just do and understand if you don’t. Also, I’ve grown up and learned it’s crappy to make some one feel bad about where they like to eat.
Variety is the spice of life. That’s my motto, anyway. Let’s begin with the hill I’d be more willing to die on.