July 27 marked 39 years of married fireworks and bliss J. A celebration in our favorite northern town (and a few of the World’s Best Donuts) sounded good but life kept getting in the way. We had to cancel our plans three times, but the fourth time proved the charm as we headed up this past Thursday (through Saturday) to Grand Marais. We had perfect weather (one shop owner told us it was the best weather they’d had all summer), companionship, views, shopping and food.
The weather on Lake Superior had most people in shorts and a jacket, a combination I love. Sun was warm but the breeze off the frigid lake was cool. (One of Karen’s friends told her the nuns in Duluth call the lake Mother Superior.) Reminded me of Hawaiian evenings after a day spent in the sun and ocean.
First stop for lunch was of course (as Karen had something to say about it) at the Scenic Café where the view and food are exceptional. I had a whitefish sandwich, reminding me that my “perfect day” is fish at every meal. Lake Superior restaurants often serve whitefish, a mild fish I love that’s like mahimahi.
We have stayed at a variety of place in Grand Marais; this time it was the Best Western. We were pleasantly surprised with the remodeling they’ve done. The hotel is right on the shore, close to the almighty donut shop, and really, everything else.
Karen did a little H&G shopping. I made a long overdue trip to Ben Franklin for a new pair of moccasins. I wear them almost all the time in the house and Gus and I have duct taped the old pair so often there’s more tape than leather. I’m going to have a Throwing Away Ceremony with Gus and Harper because they give me such a hard time about how ugly the moccasins are.
We had dinner twice at the Angry Trout, right in the harbor by all the fishing boats. Staff are fun and the fish is local and expertly prepared. It did seem strange to be eating there without Heidi, Kris and Blair. Next time!
One day cool temps caused some fog over the lake and the coast guard station on the point. Karen got some great photos of that.
On our way home we stopped at Canal Park in Duluth and just missed a ship coming into port and going under the lift bridge L. But my lunch at Lake Ave Café, deconstructed fish and chips, was outstandingly delicious. Complements were given to the cooks.
I’m surprised by how soothing these last two water-and-campfire weekends have been. My DNA says I’m 2.8 percent Neanderthal; maybe it’s from that J. (Karen’s theory is buying/selling is stressful and we’re more sensitive and grateful to have some relief from that.)
Fun week ahead! Harper graduated Friday from her Spanish-immersion pre-school and both she and Gus will be going to new schools after Labor Day. So this coming week we have the kids MTWF. Harper’s new school is a German-immersion K-8 and Gus is going to Children’s Country Day School, which concentrates on the environment. Karen and I will be oriented to his school and “pick-up procedures” on Thursday. The condo building we are hoping to be in is just blocks from here, so our fingers are crossed!
When Z sent the photos of H’s graduation she mentioned H was wearing her cap and gown everywhere. Karen and I got a special kick out of the photo at the co-op having a bite to eat on their Saturday shopping trip. I love the freedom these little ones feel to wear whatever they want—should I streak my hair red?
We had thought about going to the State Fair today but it’s way too hot and humid (I think the heat index is around 108). So we’re staying home and staying cool!
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