Can you tell that I am in blogging catch up mode? There were so many things that I wanted to have written about before the summer came along and here I am, still getting caught up on food and travel adventures from April!
D has a diverse range of music tastes. I would say considerably more far- reaching than mine. The truth is, that I find it hard to concentrate when music is playing and often choose to have the house silent when I am working. When I am in the kitchen, I often have the TV news on or maybe Ellen, which I really enjoy. In the car, I listen to a single station and typically hear the same favourite songs quite frequently. D is constantly attempting to broaden my horizons and this spring he purchased two tickets to see his favourite band- Airborne Toxic Event in Minneapolis and asked me if I would like to tag along. With the promise of some shopping and good eating, I was happy to do so. Little did he know, that I would love the band as much as I did and now find myself absolutely hooked on their ballads.
With so many dining choices, all within walking distance of our downtown hotel, it was very hard to make a decision. We decided not to venture to Murray’s , even though there is something about the place, that draws me back again and again. Could it be the turquoise tiles on the façade? I love the authentic, retro décor and as I recall, the food was excellent too.
The night of our arrival we happened upon a downstairs restaurant known as Hell’s Kitchen. The promise of “damn good food” was just too tempting to walk away from. Although we were offered up some tasty dishes, they were very heavy-handed with the salt shaker. In fact, most places that we dined in Minneapolis we found the same thing. I love salt and know that its addition enhances almost every food you eat, but this kind of salty was when your mouth gets sore from eating. I have only encountered this once before and that was the day that I decided to skip lunch and only consume sunflower seeds on the beach instead.
We started off with State Fair Cheese Curds. D and I had attended the State Fair when we were first dating which was so long ago that Kenny Loggins was the headliner that evening. Our remembered supper of cheese curds has stayed with us until this time and we longed to try them again. The inside was hot and creamy and the coating crispy and crunchy (just way too salty).
As soon as I saw that they had Walleye on the menu, I did not have to take any more time to decide. Walleye (Canadians call it pickerel) is my favourite fish, bar none. When tossed into a mixture of Parmesan coating, the flesh came out perfectly cooked (just a slightly bit too salty-ok, I’ll stop now). D opted for a Ham and Pear Crisp Sandwich. We shared nibbles with each other and enjoyed the upbeat servers and the funky décor.
D photo bombing my picture.
Before the concert the next evening, we found a spot a bit closer to the venue at First Avenue. The Rock Bottom Brewery Restaurant was just our cuppa tea. We started this evening with a beer flight so that we could inch ourselves up the beer palette ladder to one day equate J1’s (who is currently studying for his brew masters credentials).
The fish tacos were recommended from the appetizer menu by our server.
It was happy hour and all appetizers were on special, so we just had to oblige and also ordered an oey goey cheesy shrimp dish, that we dunk lovely baguette pieces into.
Unfortunately by this time, I was done in with food consumption. I ordered a salad for dinner but my valiant husband managed to force (for the purpose of research, doncha know) the meatloaf extravaganza!
So much fun in such a short space of time. Thank heavens the Twin Cities are just seven hours away. A quick couple of days getaway, is always such a lovely break.
Kath’s quote: “Don’t smoke too much, drink too much, eat too much or work too much. We’re all on the road to the grave — but there’s no need to be in the passing lane.”-Robert Orben
Love-that is all.