doodledee

What a great weekend. On Friday, right after ConAgra announced a stupid huge recall of ground beef, the tour d'loose team carried-on with plans to hit-up Sweeney's in St. Paul for a delicious, and hopefully poop-free, Juicy Lucy. It turned out to be a great place to eat a burger and chill on the back patio. Unless you're Grossie, that is. I'll have the complete review up shortly. Wee.

The rest of the weekend was spent at backyard parties and barbeques. On Saturday night, we headed to Libby's coworker Jason's house. It's an old Victorian house in the heart of the South Minneapolis hood and it's really neat. He's been restoring it and so far he's done a kick-ass job. Then on Sunday, we woke in the morning and headed right to the Conway's for their annual Raspberry Festival get-down drink-up and blast-off party. The highlights for me included a couple of sweet front lawn performances by the Jack Brass Band and not coming in last place in croquet after not playing in about 20 years. I also enjoyed sitting in the sunshine with good people for an entire afternoon.

That, my friends, is what summer's all about.