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North Dakota delicacy? The best food in Fargo. @jameslileks
Have you tried these? No way you can eat just one.
Chocolate covered potato chips.
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Enjoyed this latest Blinder… uh, Diner. Very glad to hear the medical issues are nothing to worry about.
In my part of the world local ethnic food is produce. The calendar is based on fruit: July 4 means parades, fireworks and sweet cherries, not necessarily in that order. Last week of August the U-Pick apple orchards open, and most publish schedules of when the different varieties are available…if you’ve never eaten an Empire or Sweetango from the tree, well, my sincere sympathy. Peaches appear for a brief fortnight and are rapidly preserved.
Of course! Had many of them. A brilliant pairing.
Sweetango: another gift from Minnesota to the world!
Yes! New varieties from the apple folks at MN universities are being grown here on trellised root stock. The Sweetango is a wonder, the taste of a Honeycrisp and the consistency of a Mac. It doesn’t turn brown in salads and provides serious juice, with a skin thick enough to prevent most handling damage but thin enough to not be unpleasant. No need to peel or core; grab, bite and go to Valhalla. There is a nice orchard of Sweetango neighboring our property, where my son in law’s bees can enjoy the blossoms.
Haha! I’m caught up! Until you put out today’s Diner, of course. Bet you didn’t see that coming.
“Why did you become a podiatrist, Doctor Foote?”
Dr. Foote sighed, “My father was a podiatrist. My grandfather was a podiatrist. My great-grandfather was a podiatrist. In fact, he was one of the founders of the New York State Podiatric Medical Association back in 1895. And then, there was his father.”
“Was he a podiatrist, too?”
“No, he was a cobbler from a long line of cobblers.”