I chose the wild rice burger with a cup of soup (sandwiches come with soup, salad, or chips), $8, and hot green tea, $2. I practiced self control by only admiring the ramekins of creme brulee in the dessert case. Then, I chose a seat between ladies who lunched and an older couple celebrating a birthday. The lunch menu was concise, consisting of a few chalkboard specials, soup, salad, and sandwiches. Harvest Thyme serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I couldn’t help but hope heaven would also be a bistro within an independent bookstore. It’s spacious and decorated with colorful sculptures of hanging birds. To reach the cafe, one must walk to the back of a beautiful, independent bookstore. The bistro is located along the Wadena’s main street. I wanted to feel comfortable and I did not want to be stared at or hit on. Fortunately, Harvest Thyme Bistro was just this place. Every once in a while, these experiences are flat-out uncomfortable. At worst, the service may not be the warmest or it may be tinged with apathy. Generally, solo dining adventures are pleasant. Sometimes I feel plucky enough to walk into a divey establishment, alone, with a c’est la vie outlook. On some solo road trips, I’m in a more adventurers mood than others. Author Brett Laidlaw was also kind enough to suggest Harvest Thyme via Twitter, mentioning the food wasn’t necessarily earth shattering, but made from scratch with local ingredients. Once, a friend had mentioned enjoying a meal at Harvest Thyme Bistro in Wadena, MN, situated about halfway between Fargo and Brainerd. Lots of church camps.Ī solo road trip isn’t complete without stopping for a meal or snack in a new town. As I slowed down to pass through small towns, I curiously eyed signs pointing towards dinner clubs, bars, and church camps. At least it was more interesting than the drive to Minneapolis-St. Still, the drive provided an opportunity to daydream and sing along to Katy Perry songs. The journey to and from Baxter was pleasant, thought it wasn’t as scenic as I expected. Within ten minutes, I was on my way back to Fargo. And in all seriousness, the service was friendly and efficient. “But I think I can find you a higher quality tire for less money.” he replied.īut, tire guy. I explained that, although it may sound weird, I wasn’t interested in any specials. When I reminded the staff member which tire I wanted, he offered to find a “deal” for a higher quality tire at a lower price. A family friend who owns a car shop was kind enough to provide his personal recommendation, which is why I ended up at Discount Tire in Baxter, MN. Of course, each shop claimed their tire recommendation was the best. I called car shops and received quotes ranging by hundreds of dollars and varying in brands. This has been no season to prolong purchasing new tires with the slippery roads.
I don’t know a darn thing about cars and it stinks.
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