As much I wanted to tell stories of the wonderful places I been to eat for the amusement of the majority of the readers of the blog, I been stuck in a scary block of writers guilt. For me I usually get these instead of what I envision of a true writers block, where I lose inspiration - its the difficulty of finding a voice in the writing. Most of seems so trivial, but then like tonight I am writing for enjoyment.
Writing as an art seems to be trivialized by the access we all have to produce something. I am easily impressed, but when you find someone that is truly a great writer I get that pain of guilt for even bothering to try to write. I had been exploring the "blog-o-sphere" reading some great, well-written articles, which pains me in seeing people that put a little effort in editing their works.
Now that I have that guilt behind me I can continue with my strange currency. This past weekend we ventured to the Mill City Museum in Minneapolis. The place shows the history of the flour industry and explains how it works and the mills impact on the development of Minneapolis. Nice place, great employees - if you come to town take a couple of hours just to hang out in the great building.
After we wandered around for awhile we ended up taking an early dinner at McCormick and Schmicks enjoying some yummy seafood and wine. I tried their stuff salmon, while Kathy enjoyed some sort of seafood combo. It was quite good, the veggies were a bit plain for my taste, but overall nice and great service, which always make the difference.
Sunday was a nice day to try another version of the sourdough bread we have been playing around with trying to add some whole wheat flour. I did not mix the flour correctly and it was a like a mixed bread. Not bad, first time also in making into small boule style loaves.
We went to a friends house to watch the Super Bowl and it really capped a nice weekend. Just hanging out with good friends and enjoying the time together. We made it home as the snow started and saw several cars flipped over, a bit scary. The snow made Monday's commute even more exciting.
Ah, it mostly good to be back at things here. Kathy is lining up some great grilling recipes that I will be exploring in about a week or so. I hear winter will end someday. I was also told we would have flying cars someday too.
Music for writing brought to us by the playing of the BoDeans.
