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Food Post!
Moscow junk food I have consumed and loved. First up, ZIPS! I first fell in love with Zips Drive-In because of the exciting retro signage and twinkly lights all around the outside. But I also came to appreciate their burgers and shakes. I’ve had pumpkin and amaretto so far (that’s two separate incidents, not blended), [...]
Old European
Still playing catch up… I’ve been wanting to go to The Old European since before I moved to Pullman. Seriously, google maps threw it at me one day while I was in Providence, and I got all excited. It was probably the presence of lingonberries on the menu that did it, making nostalgic for Scandinavia. [...]
Huckleberry Hunt
I’d only been here a few days when I first heard about them: Too-Good-to-Be-Missed huckleberry donuts for sale at the Moscow Farmer’s Market! Be sure to get there early! Early? There was my first problem. I have this long-established propensity toward sleeping in on Saturday mornings (which is when the market meets). So I flubbed [...]
Appetite Pleasin’
These beans taste like a direction. I’m not sure what possessed me to buy ranch style beans, other than the cheerful packaging (final apostrophe included) and the cowboy sensibility. They were pretty good — we had them with fried chicken and on baked potatoes. They also seem like they would be good with fried eggs [...]
how we party in the palouse
When I told people I was moving to Idaho, I heard a lot of spud jokes. “Bet you’re going to eat a lot of potatoes!” people would say, cackling merrily at their own wit. “Yup,” I’d say. I mean, I like potatoes. Who doesn’t like potatoes? Imagine my surprise, though, when I get out here [...]