This weekend felt like many weekends in one. And as you know, weekends are always awesome. We went to Ryan’s for Friday Night Meats, which was highly entertaining and featured an impromptu jam session between Matt (on the piano) and Doran (on the guitar), while Meg and I watched in amazement. Matt and I headed over to La Belle Via ...
My brother and his family are in town! Did I mention that Scott has a southern accent now? Wow. We celebrated Melody’s birthday with them on Wednesday. Here, Kaitie’s eating spoonfuls of frosting, and then probably not sleeping for a week. You know you’re an adult when this makes you gag. Last night, Matt and I dined at Triple Rock, ...
Apart from the Lowry Bridge, nothing else exploded or fell into the river over the weekend. Which is probably for the best. Friday night, Matt and I grabbed a quick dinner at Black Dog (due to which I’m re-obsessed with hummus sammiches), then went over to the Hat Trick Lounge to see the Jack Brass Band. They were playing there ...
I’ve mentioned before that there are only two things that will get me out of bed voluntarily in the painfully-early morning hours: 1) leaving for vacation 2) the Breast Cancer 3-Day I can now add another item to that list: 3) to watch something blow up. We were on the Minneapolis Queen bright and early Sunday morning for that, and ...