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A Lent Fish Fry and a Late Spring Snowstorm in Minneapolis

I usually forgo any birthday presents as I choose a birthday cabin instead. This year I was spoiled for my 41st birthday. They got me some Japanese house slippers.

She loved them so much in Japan that we had to treat her.

If it's Lent you know we have to go to a church fish fry.

Of course we had to go to St. Albert's. No one else in the Twin Cities compares.  

Usually we try to get here right when it starts, this time we came near the end and had a bit of a wait.


This place never gets old.

Best church fish fry in the Twin Cities.

The kids just want the endless desserts.

We were too late for the bingo. Next year we'll have to time it out so we can do that too.

Loving my new slippers.

I guess I'm on a Japanese breakfast kick. Today I attempted to make a rice cooker pancake.

Our rice cooker kept wanting to go to keep warm, so this took longer than expected.

We have a pretty basic Zojirushi, not sure if that hurt or helped.

Think it turned out pretty, pretty good.

A big snowstorm was supposedly coming so Meadow and I ran all our errands today.

I needed to find something for Theo at Once Upon a Child. We also stopped in Half Price books nextdoor.

Later that evening I thought I would try to make Japanese cheesecake. The top wasn't browning and Scott suggested putting it under the broiler. I got distracted and came back to it on fire. 

My bad. I should've checked out it since I as busy cooking.

When Theo saw it he thought I left a hot pad on top.

While the storm wasn't as big as forecasted, there was plenty for Theo.


I love these late winter snowstorms. 

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