La Quinta: Where the TP is as harsh as the fold.
View from the Sheraton Lima along with a Pisco Sour recipe from the back of
one of our free drink tickets.
Altitude-wise, it’s easier to breathe here than Cusco.
Smog-wise, it’s tougher to breathe here than Cusco.
There is a ciclovia on the road into downtown from the airport. The top
users were small business owners. As in, people with biked powered food
carts, recyclers, and people delivering goods on various forms of utility
Factors that correlate with restaurants Carly and I tend to enjoy:
– Chalkboard menus (ex. Sea Salt)
– Local seasonal ingredients (ex. The Craftsman)
– Natural light (ex. Today’s view of the Andes from The Treehouse in Aquas
– Thought provoking napkins (ex. The Angry Trout in Grand Marais)
– Bar seating (ex. Riverview Wine Bar)
– Co-ed bathrooms (ex. Birchwood Cafe)
Over the eight hours I spent at Machu Picchu today, I learned a few things about going to the bathroom:
– The only bathrooms are outside the ruins, so you may be a LONG way from the nearest bathroom at times. Like, more than a mile if you hike up the Inca trail to the Sun Gate.
– Bathroom visit costs vary from 33 cents (1 Peruvian Sole for public restroom) to $33 (with lunch buffet) to $900/night (Sanctuary Hotel)
– If you take the public route, you have to decide how much TP you’re going to need before heading in. The cashier controls the rolls.
– If you’d like it folded, you’ll have to fold the TP yourself.
– You get a receipt! To clarify, this is a receipt for your payment; not a receipt for your deposit.
I get a kick out of the efforts restaurants in Minnesota will go to put
something fresh and local on the menu. For example, and this time of the
year, ramps are found in a bunch of the menu items at The Craftsman on East
Carly and I to there a few times a month, since it’s a short walk from our
home and always excellent.
Ramps are one of the first locally available vegetables of the spring, so
seeing them on the menu is a reminder that I may be able to take the snow
brush out of the car.
I’ll never look forward to ramps the same way I look forward to the first
sweet corn of summer or apples in the fall, or even beet season in the late
fall, but they are a sign of local seasonal progress. And, I do enjoy the
creativity that places like The Craftsman, Corner Table, and Heartland put
into their ramp integrations.
For example, last week I tried two of The Craftsman’s "ramped up" menu
items: An excellent elk burger with blue cheese and ramps paired with the
ramp Gibson shown above. If you’re your down the ramp, you may as well go
all in, right? I could eat the ramped elk burger every night. The ramp
Gibson? It was fun to try, but once was enough.
What else is out there, or next seasonally in the locally grown food scene
worth checking out?
I woke up on the morning after Easter in a bit one blur. Carly had coffee
on, and was running around the house preparing for a work trip after getting
in a morning run. I skipped the run, but also had a work trip to hit.
After waking up, I shuttled Carly to the airport, then ran a series of
errands around town, such as getting dry cleaning down for future trips and
depositing some Deets checks at the credit union.
Where was Carly flying? Madison. Where was I driving to? Madison.
Initially, we had planned on being in the same city on the same night, but
she decided to ditch me in Madison so she could fly to Chicago to take the
TP shot posted above. Or, maybe her decision was work related?
I report. You decide.
Regardless, that is a tremendous TP fold.