Weekend Throwback

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.

A Winter Weekend (because winter is still happening)

This weekend Preston and I chowed down on dessert pizza*, binge-watched a season of Games of Thrones** and attended a symphony birthday party***.

*an invention so sinisterly sugary, it could only be found in North Dakota

**binge-watching is a necessity to hibernation

***Happy 200 Verdi and Wagner!!

Winter Wins

After a long day of cappuccino creating and panini pressing I am nestling in. Frosted Flakes-sized snowflakes are fluttering about Broadway, 13th and Main. A fresh white layer is carpeting over lane lines and sidewalk cracks.

Hibernation had led me to Gilmore Girls, beers on snow and possibly a pizza or two. Happy Winter!

PS 

MIDWEST POINTS

Going Without Gloves = 7 MIDWEST POINTS

Hibernation

Cozy Cold

A few weeks into January, a few weeks into -20, I stopped fighting the cold. I gave in, and tucked in. Candles are lit and books are read in our little hobbit-hole apartment. Cayenne and garlic billow about our galley kitchen as winter dinner creations are invented. And the heat is always on.

Deciding to do as the North Dakotans do has been liberating. Giving in to the indoors doesn't take long to enjoy. A bath each night to ward off the commute cold and four blankets piled high above our Christmas quilt have become routine. And while I dream about beers drank on summer patios and a return of my sandal tan-lines, I am doing my best to enjoy my final months of winter.

A Hibernation Documentation

Books Read & Re-read:

Gone With The Wind*
Drop Dead Healthy
City of Dark Magic
Cowboys Are My Weakness
Oris A.P.E
A few chapters of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets**
Greek Myths 
Wild

*ceased reading in New Orleans, in order to give Rhett and Scarlett a chance at a different ending
**read by Preston, listened to by Kailynn

Culinary Creations

Hot & Sour Chicken Stir-Fry
Pasta Carbonara, a la Cayenne
Vegetarian Bacon BLT's
Sweet Potato Fries
Grilled PB&J's
Cayenne Fried Chicken & Waffles*

*Chef Preston's masterpiece

Candle Scents

Bahamian Breeze
Ocean Mist
Tangerine Cloud
Spas of Thailand

Movie Dates

American Hustle
Labor Day
Frozen Sing-A-Long
Rushmore

Ground Hog's Day

With the promise of spring, coming one of these far off-days, Preston and I have began to venture out of the den. We have blissfuly dined on Fargo's finest sushi, bopped along to Wisconsin Blue-Grass and even attended a free drinks happy hour. Reaffirming our in it to win it mantra we sketched a plan to tryout every downtown restaurant and bar. As soon as it thaws a bit.