I’m spending a few days in St. Paul, visiting my brand-new nephew Jack.
Whenever I travel, I’ve gotta try a new place, so this Saturday we headed out for a light lunch at D’Amico and Sons on Grand Avenue in St. Paul.
What does mom’s cooking mean to you?
To me, the quintessential smell of home is a juicy beef roast that’s been slowly cooking all day, filling the house with that unmistakable aroma. Or what we called Norwegian meatballs. Plump, flavorful meatballs would sit in a cream sauce for hours. We’d eat them with potatoes.
When I was looking for some home cooking recently, and actually bringing my mom along, we headed to Mom’s Diner in Fargo.
The following post is from my other food blog, Grand Forks Gourmet, but since quite a few of us who live in Fargo-Moorhead travel to the Twin Cities quite often, I thought I’d share it. It’s my first meal at the Butcher & the Boar in Minneapolis and is easily one of the best I’ve ever had, likely top three.