While the rest of the group traipsed off to Rock the Garden, I forewent in favor of a long nap. (Okay, so I didn't have a ticket.) (Okay, so I didn't really want a ticket.)
The evening was passed in the company of my daughter. Did a little shopping at Target. A little dinner at the Lyndale Tap House. Most places in the immediate vicinity were deserted, likely due to the fact that most of the regular crowd from the Uptown area were at the Walker trying to rock out with MGMT. (Oooo, was that snide?) I'm sure things picked up later in the evening in Lyn/Lake.
Sunday morning saw us as early as possible at Kingfield Market with the ultimate goal being the purchase of Indian Spiced Mini Donuts from the Chef Shack. We left with four bags full to share at the Father's Day celebration at my brother's place. So loved. The donuts and the Shack. The Shack totally made Mo's day. They now have the title of best After the fete for father, I met yesterday's birthday girl at my place and we trekked (by trekked, I mean walked what was to me a really long way) to the opening day of the Uptown Farmer's Market (and walked more) to French Meadow Bakery. Had a very nice omelet. Trekked (the really long way) home.
Was going to take another nap or pickle some radishes (which I totally intend to do soon) but am reading The Namesake again and got caught up in that.
Later in the afternoon, Dad picked me up and we (with step-mom) checked out the Uptown Cafeteria and Support Group for drinks and a snack. (Double Parasole points and all day happy hour.) So they just opened. And it kinda shows. Totally relaxed atmosphere although I can't imagine how loud it will be in there when they have to shut the street-side "garage doors." (Is there a special name for these? It's odd to call them that.) Issues were they were out of oranges (for a drink we tried to order), bloody mary mix (who cares that it was the afternoon), and the Kansas City Bao Buns. Tried a couple of other appetizers. At this point, the ahi tuna and the crab rangoon (both recommended by the server) will not keep me coming back for more. They were fine, but nothing new in the taste profile. (One note: the little cucumber/radish salad served with the tuna, while attractive, was a watery, tasteless little disappointment. No brightness, just bitter.) Drinks (and presentation) focused on the pretty. So many flowers sacrificed. Had the F-Bomb "martini" and the Tijuana Mistress. Light on the alcohol, strong on the sweet, but I may order the Mistress again when I do go back for a second try. I'd like to see the Sky Bar sometime. A little too packed to make it up there today. Dad loved the people watching, and note to the server, he was really kidding with 97% of the crap he gave you. At least he usually tips pretty well.Came home, vegged in front of the tv for awhile, been mucking around on the computer. New name is inspired by a t-shirt I just bought.
That's it. More plans made already for next weekend's trekking.
