Breaking Hibernation
A couple of weeks ago Preston and I braved the icy winds to visit Fargo's Unglued crafts fair. The event took place at Fargo's sadly named Plains Art Museum. I mean come on Fargo, is plain really the word you want to use for your fine arts museum? I think prairie would have been a suitable synonym, but anyway...
Families with strollers and hipsters in ray-bans buzzed throughout the three-tried festival. Blue grass harmonies backstroked above booths presenting fresh-roasted coffee, tables selling soy candles and artisan crafted lighting displays.
Preston unexpectedly fell in love with hand-made soaps. He purchased the Tipsy Hippy, a bar composed of hemp and beer, and a soap ball made from Fargo Brewing Company's Wood Chipper beer. He also slurped down a home-made salted caramel push-pop. Needless to say, he was a happy camper.
After being tempted by instagram landscapes, "fresh-cut grass" scented candles and several bear adorned canvases, I made it home with a gluten-free peanut butter cupcake, beeswax hand lotion and a reusable shopping tote. We ended the afternoon with a trip to Wasabi, our favorite Midwest sushi spot. The rest of the weekend was spent snuggled away inside our warm and happy apartment.
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