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.
Sometimes the greatest act of self-love is ordering your own appetizer platter for dinner.
Appetizer platters always make me think of this girl I knew from college named Tina. I hated Tina for really only reason, mostly involving an appetizer platter. To celebrate the end of a big project, a group of us dressed-up and met at Olive Garden. We attended a small college in rural Iowa and an evening at Olive Garden was an event. I decided to let loose and do something I’d always wanted to do: Order an appetizer platter as an entree.
The main reason I ordered the appetizer platter was because it contained a portion of calamari. Tina, my seat mate, was also excited I ordered the appetizer platter and suggested we share meals. Back then, I wasn’t confident saying “no,” so I reluctantly agreed. Trina ordered something completely unremarkable that I can’t remember and then she ate most of my calamari. I watched in horror as her hand kept reaching over, grabbing ring after ring. “I just love calamari!” she gleefully exclaimed.
If you don’t eat a piece of cheese from the sample table at Rybicki, you aren’t are a real Minnesotan.
Just kidding you still are.
Neither of us particularly enjoys shopping, but we love wandering the Mall of America. Each lap is supposedly a little over 1/2 a mile. We love walking with the mall walkers.
Six years ago (!!) I wrote a blog post called “My Short Guide To Cheap Mall Of America Food Dates.” This was back when we lived next to the Mall of America. Occasionally we’d pop over for weeknight snack and walk dates.
Many things have changed since we moved back home to the Twin Cites and while others are the same.