Hopped on our bikes and headed to Indian Market this morning. Sure, it was crowded. But I've seen worse. Cloudy and cool, so the biking wasn't too bad (until the return trip up the hill). The scope of the usual sort of arts fair on the Plaza was expanded, so exhibits were all along and around a bunch of surrounding streets. It wasn't that bad of course, if we actually were interested in shopping for art, rather than just taking in the whole experience, might have something different to say. Though the artwork on display, was, as expected, beautiful.
There was the promise of fry bread tacos. But also the fear of long lines, so we just grabbed green chile bagels on the way in. That meant there was room for some Taos Cow ice cream.
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Indian Fry Bread Sparks Health Debate
mmmm . . . but that's why it's so good.
Our first taste of fry bread was in South Dakota, vacationing in the Badlands National Park. The Lakota operate the concession there. And, after a day of hiking in the heat and sun and dust, a Bud in one of those double-walled mugs that you can freeze and a fry bread taco just made it all perfect.
I LOVE the Badlands...so big and eerie and quiet...you can go almost all day without seeing another person (off season, of course)...Custer State Park is pretty cool too...love the free-roaming bison...though they don't smell nearly as good as fry bread.
Mon, what kind of ice cream did you have? I miss Lazy Sundae....sigh...
what Bram forgot to mention is that double-walled-freezy-mugs + cold Bud + 10 minutes = beer slushie!
Mel: I had the cherry ristra, which was cherry icecream, with cherries, dk choco chips, and pinon nuts. Not bad, but I think I should have gone with the cinnamon.
Kinda rhymes — your vowel sounds are the same.
Always good to be aware of what chemicals are getting into your body . . . .
If it was "Taos Cows," it would rhyme.
Ah BGH: Steer-Roids!!
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