Minnesota trip: Day 7
Today was a very relaxed day, mostly spent wandering until Nel’s sister & fam drove up from Illinois. Little did I know I’d end up with the foremost reason as to why you should only order your eggs sunnyside up:
A moment on the perfection of the sunnyside up egg: Crunchy sear on the bottom with a virgin overlay on top. A thin membrane delicately holding back the cascade of warm, golden lifeforce that envelops and enhances anything it touches.
The Southern Fried Biscuit at Sun Street Breads in South Minneapolis. Awesome little bakery/cafe offering up great artisan breads and sandwiches. I opted for this beauty of a breakfast biscuit: Boneless fried chicken, bacon, sausage gravy and an additional fried egg (they even asked me how I wanted it cooked)! This place looked like a Panera/ Corner Bakery type corporate chain, but surpasses them all by actually being a real local corner bakery. They even serve Dogwood coffe, which has become our favorite coffee roaster out here.
The Pascal cake from Patisserie 46 in Kingfield, Minneapolis. I don’t know what exactly was going on in this, all I know it tasted awesome. Like some sorta crazy Pistachio with raspberry and toffee combo. The cafe itself felt so appropriately out of place: a little French cafe with a fireplace playing latin jazz, while it’s 10°F with a slight flurry of snow sifting by outside.
We killed a few minutes walking around Minnehaha creek and noticed the ground had frozen over with deep layers of leaves, twigs and other debris. The snow had been melting and refreezing over the past week, forming a solid block of suspended decay.
