I love road trips. I dream of getting in my car, rolling all the windows down, cranking up the radio, and driving for the whole day. It pains me still that Route 66 is decommissioned and in such disrepair…I love the romanticized nostalgia surrounding a summer drive to California (someplace I’ve even yet to visit). When I first came to visit Jay, people thought I was nuts for making the 2-day drive alone. Yes, I-90 through Minnesota is among the more boring stretches of highway out there, but if you’ve ever driven through Illinois or Indiana, it’s a piece of cake. Still, that was fun–Getting to explore a new-to-me section of the country, on my own time. No cares in the world.
Over the weekend, we headed back through Minnesota, to Wisconsin, so we could attend my niece’s high school graduation. I took a few pictures along the way:
Yes, the Jolly Green Giant. They even have a gift shop off to the side, where you can buy cans of corn and peas. The bambino got a kick out of standing underneath him and getting his picture taken.
And back home to South Dakota! As much fun as it is traveling, it is always nice coming home. I missed my kitchen…That’s often the downside to traveling. Nowhere to cook, most of your meals eaten out. I got to the point where, when we went out for dinner for graduation, all I wanted was a salad. So what do I do as soon as I get home? Make cookies:
Oh, these were good. Really good. I even had my brother-in-law (a chef and much better cook than I am) try one, so I could have an unbiased opinion from someone who knows food. According to him, they are soft without being doughy, have a nice crisp bottom, and the flavors are layered well. So it must be a decent-enough cookie.
Ah, who am I kidding? I’ll eat another 6 or 7 more before this evening’s through!