...and it flows with organic almond milk and locally-sourced honey.
I cannot express enough how much I hated last week. It murdered my soul a little bit. It all came to a head Sunday night when a recipe failed me and we realized we only have one episode left of The Newsroom.
Yesterday totally made up for it. There's this place in Columbus called North Market. It's like our version of Seattle's Pike Place. Maybe. I've never actually been to Seattle and it's probably not as majestic, but let's pretend. There's every kind of delicious, soul-grabbing food you can imagine, coffee roasters, bakeries, flowers, produce, ice cream, my life, everything.
What I'm saying is that I'm moving in next week.
My mom drove down on a whim yesterday, and since I haven't been in much too long, we grabbed the baby and the stroller and hit the road.
We had the time of our lives. Truly. There was something in the air. Since I'm still living in 2011 and have never had a macaroon, we got some from Pistacia Vera and WHAT ROCK HAVE I BEEN UNDER AND THANK GOD I AM NO LONGER UNDER IT. I took one bite and fell onto the floor.
I have tasted the glory of God.
I had the best iced coffee of my life from Stauf's. The girl who made it had a pizza tattoo on her leg, and she doesn't know this but I'm currently making her a friendship bracelet. Let me get back to the point--coffee. I cannot stress this enough: Columbus has some of the best coffee on the face of the planet. It's probably because all those Amish need a way to stay awake to milk the cows.
Those poor cows. I understand them on a spiritual level these days.
Anyway. We oogled the sights. We chatted with people. I flirted with some pirogies. I hollered at some belgian waffles. I drank a smoothie with my eyes. I brought some macaroons back to my place.
Players gotta play.
It was such a wonderful day. It healed my soul. I met Jesus in a cup of Jeni's wildberry lavender ice cream (I'm experimenting with dairy again). I even managed to nurse the baby in a 1-mile vicinity of strangers without breaking into a nervous sweat.
I am woman, hear me roar.
Gracie babbled and grinned at everyone who walked by. She is so much fun. I had no idea babies could be so much fun! Says the only child. I just didn't know! She is the light of my life. Like, maybe I can start forgiving her for the morning sickness? Kidding! She's forgiven.
Anyway, are you hungry? When are you visiting?