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Thanks to daylight savings I got up extra early today.

For breakfast I had eggs. You thought it was going to be oatmeal didn't you?



Scott was working his early shift at work so I worked on chores. I hate when he works when I have off, but in a way I get more done with him gone. Like dishes. 

Our last two pumpkins from our garden. 

 
Before they could start going bad I roasted them in the oven.

 
I then soaked the seeds in salty water for roasting later. 

This week I decided to clean out our buffet drawers. Each drawer was turning into a junk drawer and needed to be cleaned. 

I first took everything out to go through what I needed and what could be thrown away/recycled. 

I pureed the pumpkin to be used for future use. Like pumpkin woopie pies, mmm. 

While cleaning out the drawers I stumbled upon some items left behind from the previous owners. 

Now there are tons of room in the drawers. 

As Brooke mentioned earlier I'm working 7 a.m. to 3 shifts quite often on Sundays. I knew we were going to head out when I got home, so I got ready to leave.

I'm glad we still had half the day left together.  

Except Brooke hadn't ate yet. So I sat waiting for her to finish.

He didn't seem that impatient seeing as he went right for the peanut butter.  

To keep myself busy I watched this Occupy Duluth story featuring Blake.  This is the second time he's been on a Minnesota TV station this year. Here's a link to the first one.

We got a Crate and Barrel gift card from Brooke's coworkers, so we headed down to Edina to see what we could get.

   They had some great stuff, but we couldn't decide on anything/we have way too many kitchen gadgets already. When we drove through Uptown on the way back we decided we'd wait to spend the rest at the new CB2 when it is finished. 

Before heading back to the city we went to Target to drop off our disposable cameras from the wedding and return our topsy turvy ironing board. 

 
We didn't really have food at home, so we decided to go to one of Brooke's favorite restaurants, The Bad Waitress. They call it that because you have to write your order on a piece of paper and pay at the register.

 Whenever we go here Brooke reads Vita.mn and I read City Pages, the two alt-weeklies in the cities.

They don't deliver these to our part of the city so I was actually excited to read one.

I got the grilled cheese and tomato and basil soup. The grilled cheese here is awesome because it has three pieces of bread and two layers of cheese. 

 I ordered the volcano burger, the Waitress's take on the juicy lucy. It was supposed to be stuffed with habernero peppers and cheese. All I tasted was an overcooked burger with cheese. Next time we go there I'm sticking to the breakfast food.

 It was early, so we stuck around and ordered a strawberry malt. For the second time I forgot to write/tell the barista that we were sitting at the Hulk table.

 We enjoyed our very liquidy, almost English, malt. Let me explain the English part. 

About four years ago I studied in London. Almost weekly I'd head over to Brick Lane and check out the markets. There was a food truck that served chocolate items. They had a chocolate malt on the menu. Instead of being the super-thick American counterpart it was more or less a chocolate milk. So when I get a thin malt, I think back to the chocolate malt that wasn't really a shake at all.

 Our exciting night came to end with us unpacking what we bought. The only item we got from Crate and Barrel was this bamboo skimmer. We don't have any room in the drawer, so I don't know where it's going.

In the overstuffed utensil holder on the counter. 

Comments

Amanda said…
Yes I thought it was going to be oatmeal. You surprised me.

What a bummer about the volcano burger…it sounded good. I think that Bad Waitress is a funny name considering there is no waitress…how different.

If I could loan you some of our cupboard space, I would.

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