First Things First
Ok, we're here. Where's the ice cream?
That's not exactly how it went. First, we had a super delicious sandwich at Amazing Grace Bakery and Cafe, checked into our hotel (which is delightfully motel-y), and walked pretty much the length of downtown Duluth- ending up. of course, at ice cream.
This Portland Malt Shoppe, pictured below (btw, all photos, except where noted, were taken by my husband today), takes at least a pint of whatever flavor ice cream you choose and stirs it up with malt and whatever flavor you choose, and calls it a "malt". This is a little bit insane.
That's not exactly how it went. First, we had a super delicious sandwich at Amazing Grace Bakery and Cafe, checked into our hotel (which is delightfully motel-y), and walked pretty much the length of downtown Duluth- ending up. of course, at ice cream.
This Portland Malt Shoppe, pictured below (btw, all photos, except where noted, were taken by my husband today), takes at least a pint of whatever flavor ice cream you choose and stirs it up with malt and whatever flavor you choose, and calls it a "malt". This is a little bit insane.
I ordered a marshmallow malt made with dark chocolate ice cream, and was not really sure what I was going to end up with. As you can see, I ended up with a whole lot of ice cream. It was delicious. Not particularly refreshing. Definitely fits in with my recent "sweet and exorbitant frozen calories" diet. I may never say this again in my life, but, I could have split one with Fred. I, in fact, could not finish the whole thing. Unheard of.
Vague Duluth Memory
I took this picture. It's the only one I took today.
My husband and I took a trip to Duluth together not long after we started dating. I remember having a good time. Apparently, that's about ALL I remember of the trip. Fred's been talking about all the places we went when we were here last time and for the most part, I have NO IDEA what he's talking about.
The one thing, that for some reason, I remember with pointless, excessive clarity, is the Family Sauna. We didn't even go in. Not last time, not now.
As we walked past it today, I started talking about what we saw in the window last time and how they had those brushes outside the front door to scrape the snow off your boots before entering...
Well. I guess Duluth was memorable after all.
The one thing, that for some reason, I remember with pointless, excessive clarity, is the Family Sauna. We didn't even go in. Not last time, not now.
As we walked past it today, I started talking about what we saw in the window last time and how they had those brushes outside the front door to scrape the snow off your boots before entering...
Well. I guess Duluth was memorable after all.
Dinner at the Lift Bridge
After our multi-million calorie malts this afternoon, Fred and I were not really feeling a big dinner. Imagine that. We went to the Whole Foods Coop and got some veggie egg rolls for me and a wrap for Fred, plus some other tasty picnicky items, and went down to Canal Park to watch the boats, the bridge, and the moon.
It was lovely.
5 ate many grapes and stole a handful of my egg roll.
A boat came through, the bridge went up.
A good time was had by all.
It was lovely.
5 ate many grapes and stole a handful of my egg roll.
A boat came through, the bridge went up.
A good time was had by all.
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