It’s supposedly my due date.
My greatest fear is that I’ll have no idea that I’m going into labor arrive at the hospital too late for an epidural.
I’ve been carrying around a handout my medical providers gave for weeks that describes when to go to the hospital and provides the emergency phone number. Now it’s as soft as fabric from me opening and closing it so many times.
“Consume clear fluids! Avoid fatty foods. . . ” it advises if you feel like labor is starting.
“I think I have enough time to get a Korean corn dog,” I said to Jake as I grabbed my car keys and hobbled to my car.
At first I thought of going to Dragon Star to check out their Korean corn dogs, mochi doughnuts and bubble tea, but changed my mind to Ha Tien.
I haven’t wanted to eat chicken strips since I got pregnant.
This week, chicken strips sounded good again. After our tax appointment, we stopped by nearby Nashville Co-op’s newish brick-and-morter location that opened mid-September. Previously, I had seen one of their food trucks parked at Thomas Liquors on Fridays. The neighborhood air smelled fried and delightful like the State Fair. There were always a lot of people placing orders.
Reading this Minnesota Monthly profile of Nashville Co-op, I learned the owners Arif and Kamal Mohamed had operated the Alimama’s Sambusas, a food truck I visited back when we worked downtown.
The menu is extremely concise– strips or a sandwich? Texas toast and/or fries. And finally, how hot do you want it, on a scale from 1-4? We chose the third – Growlin’, for I heard the Cluckin’ Hot was actually Cluckin Hot. You know when you order “extra hot” in the upper Midwest.
It took a global pandemic to mail out Christmas cards.
We’ve never sent them in my life – I have friends who send Christmas cards and I have what I call Christmas card friends – friends who I’ve barely spoken with in years but send a Christmas card every year.
This year, I too, am a Christmas card friend.
Only during a pandemic have I found organizing and writing Christmas cards after work fun . . . a relief, even.
First things first, LOOK AT THIS MUG.
For some reason, you haven’t seen Schitt’s Creek, watch it now.
I’ll always remember the first time I tried Remix’s popcorn.
Last winter, before we had any inkling a global pandemic was looming, we hosted a fondue party. It’s tradition for Jake’s side of the family each New Year.
We gather around bubbling pots of oil cooking fondue forks loaded with steak, shrimp, potstickers, cocktail weenies, and vegetables dipping them into a myriad of sauces. Sometimes you grab someone else’s fork. Maybe someone double-dips into one of the community sauce bowls. Shrug.
Feels like a lifetime ago.
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Last week I wrote about three local restaurants offering non fast-food meals through drive-thrus.
This week it’s all about delivery.
Most foods are available for delivery due to restaurant delivery services. What’s special about these three options is that the restaurants deliver in-house. This means the full cost of the meal, delivery fee, and tip go right to the restaurant’s employees.
Here are three local restaurants that we love to support that offer home delivery services: