The Minneapolis waterfront has remnants of flour mills - some are ruins, some are loft apartments, and one of them is a museum. Without even trying very hard, you can spend a morning looking around. And, you can even walk all the way across the Mississippi River on the old stone bridge.
What a find: a Penzeys spice store! It was way better than a perfume counter: we could smell vanilla, smoked paprika, various kinds of peppercorns, and - of course - vindaloo seasoning.
Also, thanks to the owner and staff at Citizen Cafe for their excellent advice on what to see in Minneapolis and for a delicious lunch. Stop by if you are in the area - 2403 East 38th Street - and tell Michael, the chef and owner, that we said hello.
Some afternoon, if you've run out of things to do, here's something fun: go to any art supply store (a REAL art supply store, I mean, and not somewhere like Michael's) and check out the artists' brushes.
Ah... the famous 34th Street landmark: the Burrito Tower! In the late-afternoon sun, the orange paint on the concrete block walls gives off an enticing glow. Maybe I should stop in tomorrow for breakfast!
This large pile of discarded metal things looms over the freeway access road. The pile never seems to change volume, though there seems to be some change in the specific items at the top.
(I have been accused of being too negative about the state of downtown Lubbock, so in deference to this criticism, I will refrain from noting that this pile-o-crap also looms over the central business district. So there.)
The cemetery surrounding the Rose of Lima Chapel has weathered the years much better than the church, which has no windows, no door, and no roof. Cactus and saplings are growing in what used to be the sanctuary.
This shot is taken looking straight up one of the window frames. The header is wired into the rock walls; the ends of the wires are visible in the photo.
A marker at the cemetery gate says the chapel was in use from the early 1800s until 1907.
About this time last year, on a day with winds of 50 mph, I came home from work to see this limb of the desert willow split so badly that I didn't think it was salvageable.
But look: one year and some wire tourniquets, and the tree survives.
The corner of a beautiful blown-glass bowl on my dining room table. Nathan and Kacee gave us the bowl for Christmas - he found it at the Modern Art Museum in Fort Worth.
This amazing cookbook was published in 1955 by the Carnation Company. Every single recipe includes carnation evaporated milk. Salad dressing. Fruit salad. Meat loaf.
This is the best information: "You can put double-rich Carnation in the cream pitcher and use it over cereal or fruit. Daddy will like Carnation for his coffee."
Don't be scared to come over for dinner: I rarely use any of the recipes....
One of my earliest memories is of my parents staying up late to process slides in the kitchen. I can still remember the first photograph I took - of a rock, with a mountain in the background. In college, I was almost positive I was going to be the next Ansel Adams.
All of which has led me here.