Part the First: Sojourn to Mill City
In which our heroes study the history of a noble city...
Over the holiday weekend Darren and I took a mini-vacation to Minneapolis. We were playing tourists at home, if you will. We got a $90 Priceline deal on a room at the Marquette Hotel (though I think next time I'll bid even lower), and I made us a reservation for dinner at Solera, one of our favorite restaurants.
We started our day in the city by touring the Mill City Museum. I love Minneapolis, and I love baking, so it's a good combo for me.
One display that particularly caught my eye was an exhibit of a dining room table, loaded with very artificial-looking bread, biscuits and other food. Most of the fake food was plastic, apart from these mouth-watering knitted pickles. Mmmmm, that's good eatin'!
I didn't ask for a copy of the pattern.
At the end of the tour, visitors wind up atop an observation platform that provides a panoramic view of the riverfront and the Stone Arch Bridge.
Here I do my best not to squint into the sun. (It looks like I'm sucking in my gut, I know. I'm not. I'm just standing up straight! For reals!)
Darren, looking tall, handsome.
When we left the museum, we decided to stroll across the Stone Arch Bridge to St. Anthony. We found a bar with a nice sunny terrace, and we enjoyed a couple beers and an appetizer. It was sort of like our Berlin afternoons, except we were surrounded by people in University on MN shirts and caps, and they weren't speaking German.
Tomorrow, our story takes a turn.
A turn toward TERROR!!!