The Minnesotans Visit

As mentioned, P+T+A+T have all been in town for the past couple days.



Photo above, all of us at Tsankawi on Friday.

They got into town, via Moab and other western adventure sites, Thursday. A confusing dinner at La Choza as a storm rolled in around us, then some visiting back home.

Pre-hike breakfast at Santa Fe Baking Company. Tsankawi turned out to be just about the perfect activity, enough outdoors and exploring and scrambling and breeze. For lunch, swung by the mall to Dave and Shelby's new gelato shop. A went back to the hotel with grandma, Mon took T shopping for desert plants that would survive The Cities, P and I hung out with the dog. Evening, headed downtown and blew through a couple of the museums (free that night), stopped by the Bell Tower, then on to Blue Corn so they could get their adovada on.

That was the night of the storms. Mon and I were walking the dog before bed and, at around furthest point out, the thunder rolled. Cheyenne could not be persuaded that it was the same distance if we just continued on, and insisted on retracing our steps (which I found pretty impressive, since I still figure she doesn't know the way home). Seemed like three storms, one after the other, keeping us all up.

But we were up for Saturday at the Farmers Market, then downtown for some strolling, dining, and some time at the New Mexico History Museum. In the year since it opened, I hadn't been yet — and will have to go back. We started at the Seton show, and then to the permanent exhibit. Big, too big to take in in one afternoon, I had to skip ahead to the Manhattan Project section. A beautiful museum, enough to keep us occupied with more for a return visit.



Went our separate ways, I went to the NMFF board meeting (where I was voted treasurer), then we all met up here and fired up the grill. Passed the evening outside. Lit the fire pit and, as promised, enjoyed some mezcal.

Met them at the Baking Company again at 7:30 to see them off this morning. Too short a visit. But the early start gave us a jump on the day's chores. Though now I'm totally beat. Hopefully, so's the dog, enough so she won't be bothered by the fireworks …