Love Letter to St. Paul

I have compiled a photographic love letter to St. Paul. This is instead of packing for my move to Minneapolis. I have also made myself macaroni & cheese but this is unrelated.

Oh St. Paul, I think Whitney Houston said it best, "I will always love you."

Walker on the Green!

Approximately one million years ago Melanie, Cherish, Calvin and I played a little game I like to call mini golf at a little place I like to call The Walker.


And then we went somewhere wonderful. The Franklin Freeze.


I got black cherry soft serve on a cake cone and it was bitchin'. In case you were wondering.

French and non-French things.

Hey! I actually made cookies last week!Shortbread thumbprints with cherry preserves. I don't particularly love shortbread but I do love things that are easy. And these cookies are.
Then I made some french bread and whole wheat no knead bread......for our Bastille Day celebration!

Bonjour delicious crepes that Melanie crafted!
And these ladies are quite obviously French.
I will warn you of this: Never put a beret on when your hair is still wet. When you eventually un-French yourself that evening your hair will look like something was living in it and had made a nice little nest of a home for itself.

This has nothing to do with cookies.

I haven't uploaded any photos I've taken in the last few weeks, including coooookies, because I am full of lazy bones. So here is something else: