Good morning!
So I last left you on Friday discussing how I was done with my massive project at work.
Fast forward a few hours when my bud Mon and I were traveling towards Indianapolis for our friend D’s big wedding weekend. Every other sentence coming out of my mouth was complete and utter nonsense.
Mon let it go. She reasoned it was mostly my mind finally relaxing after two weeks and it just had no idea what to do with itself. I accepted this logic and continued to observe our surroundings (ie corn fields) as we drove south.
“Do you smell milk?”
“What?” This time, it was I who looked at Mon like she was completely nuts.
“No seriously, it smells like yogurt or something…. OMG LOOK!”
BAM. Dairy farm. A cheese factory, adventureland, lunch cafe, gift shop and birthing barn. I’m sure you can guess what happens next:
Only the best grilled cheese I’ve ever had in my life. It may have been the fresh havariti. It may have been the bacon. I’m really not quite sure. But I would totally drive an hour out of Chicago to get another one.
Plus, you get the opportunity to see birthings.
Like woah.
It was at about this point when we realized the time zone crossover was not working on our favor and we would be late if we didn’t get back on the road.
But we made it with plenty of time to spare. And D’s wedding was beautiful.
It was held in a courtyard. Just up the street from an awesome wine bar- where they had a small reception.
A reception that involved shallots wrapped in bacon and every other kind of cheese and bread and dessert imaginable.
Oh… and a cupcake decorating table.
It may or may not have been for the kids. Minor details.
After a fabulous wedding, a full day touring Indy, a few good drinks…
… some fabulous comfort food…
… I was exhausted.
And also lacking anything other than meat, cheese, and bread in my system.
Our trip home on Sunday was much less energetic (too much cheese and carbs?). Still good conversation and a few good renditions of some sweet power ballads, but tiredness was apparent.
Thank goodness for hole in the wall diners along the interstate.
The massive pitcher of syrup… glorious.
No really… it’s good stuff. Even if it was just more carb overload.
And that, my friends, is a quick summary of the jam-packed weekend.
Excuse me while I go get a salad… for breakfast…
Question of the day:
Favorite power ballad?
I’m a fan of “Total Eclipse of the Heart” and “Love of a Lifetime”. Beware if either come on the radio when I’m around. Like my friend Mon was this weekend. Poor thing.
Filed under: Places to Go, Places to See Tagged: | Indiana road trip, wedding receptions, yet another wedding weekend
I too have seen a calf being born. Disgusting. But miraculous too.
Favorite power ballad? Come on. Mister Big of course! I’m the one who wants to be with youuuuuuuuu
Anything Pat Benetar or Celine Dion.
A CUPCAKE DECORATING TABLE!??!?! HOW COOL!!!! And you saw a live birth!? Coolest weekend ever, clearly. More of my friends need to marry off already…
I have to say I ALWAYS wail when Don’t Stop Believin’ comes on the radio (or my iPod).
And I’m pretty sure I’d drive 30 min for a killer grilled cheese.
Your friend could smell milk? I’m impressed. The next time I’m at home in WI, I”m going to have to test that theory.
Ballad? Anything Celine Dion or of course the ubiquitous I Will Always Love You
I’m a pretty big Celine fan. Or perhaps early Mariah.
Looks like a great weekend!!
I’m going to need to know where that dairy farm is for future road trips. You know how I feel about cheese. In fact, we should probably just take a road trip and go there…yes?
Who can smell milk?! That is amazing.
Oh and a cupcake decorating table?! Even more amazing.
A grilled cheese made with fresh havarti!? Count me in! Unfortunately, I don’t think there are any dairy farms in S. Florida.
And favorite power ballad – I will always love you – hands down!
Fallen Angel by Poison. Not only my favorite power ballad, but my favorite song. Of all time.
Everything about this post is amazing. At my wedding, I need to remember this cupcake decorating idea. That is pure genius.
I love Total Eclips of the Heart, but I’m not gonna lie, when Celine Dion – If You Asked Me To comes on, I just can’t control myself.
Looks like fun pal- I was hoping for some photos of baby cows
I love your road trip stories!
I’m pretty sure it’s impossible not to belt out the lyrics when total eclipse of the heart comes on. sounds like an awesome time, amy!
Mmmm grilled cheese…. my favorite power ballad is definitely something Journey… maybe “Open Arms”? We must make Kacy play this at her wedding for all of us.
Haha, Tony was just commenting to the boys on my love of rock ballads. I LOVE Every Rose Has It’s Thorn…it’s a weakness! Sounds like a great weekend Amy! I’m glad you got to enjoy it after a crazy week!
I smell milk!! Do you smell milk? I swear I smell milk!
Meatloaf’s Anything for Love. Belt it baby!!
OK this looks quintessentially like an amazing wedding weekend.
I adore the way you travel my lady!
Hahaha, gotta love those dairy-country grilled cheeses. The only ones who know how to do it right!
And my favorite power ballad is Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. My friends and I have an intricate dance routine too.
My tastebuds hate you right now.
Ohh power ballads…can’t go wrong with Journey’s faithfully.
That is so cool you can see little cows being born! Probably a good thing you ate first though. I’ve been to the tilamook dairy plant in Oregon and it’s a lot of fun watching them make cheese and eating ice cream and cheese samples.
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