1947 Bake-O-Meter

It’s a frigid 25° day here in Minnesota and Ol’ Ma Winter has already blown in her snowy cold three weeks early! Among drifts painted snowy white, as I was driving home from work, peeked out a partially buried lime green sign that screamed, “Sale!” I could hardly believe my eyes!

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Just For Me Spa

After a hard day at work, my favorite way to relax is with a hot tub and 60-minute heated Stone Therapy Massage at Just For Me Spa in Stillwater. Tangerine scented oil fills the room as strategically placed basalt stones melt away tension and transform your once scrunchy body into nothing but noodle-ness. You may have to save your pennies, cuz this one’s not cheap ($105) but surrender your savings, it’s definitely worth the price.

Just For Me Spa is located at:
110 South Greeley Street
Stillwater, MN

Currently in Love With Current

Picture this… It’s a sultry, sunny summer morning. You roll over in bed to hear your stomach grumble. Your mind wanders to the thought of cereal but gourmet Cheerios and Pop Tarts just won’t do! Next thing you know, you find yourself in the car, radio blasting, windows down, toodling along the highway to a quaint little town called Afton.

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So Long Joe!

Oh Joe! It’s tough to see you go. You had the best fries in the Twin Cities ($5)! Consistently crisp and perfectly salted, you didn’t even need your two accomplices, (basil aioli and chipotle sour cream) but we were sure glad you brought them along for a little sweet and heat.

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Elbows In My Chili

Waves of beef and saucy tomatoes billowed through the air as a giant silver pot with a black button top warmed itself over a cool blue flame. I was a young girl of nine, skipping though my Mother’s kitchen for a cookie, when I came to a screeching halt from the pungent aroma that hit my delicate nasal passages. I was dressed in my pink princess gown and sparkling tiara with scuffed, black, patent-leather shoes. Suddenly, I felt out of character. I should have been wearing my pirate costume complete with plastic sword instead, because I was about to embark on my first battle with food: my Mom’s chili!

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