That’s what we decided to call it. Every first weekend of the month, there’s a giant flea market in St. Charles, Illinois. Did you know that? I sure didn’t until my friend Danielle came along. She lives for this stuff. She also maps out and has a time schedule for the day after Thanksgiving. So you know she doesn’t mess around. And technically, in her case, you can define shopping as a sport.
Anyways, before I left, I knew I’d need my energy to keep up with this shopping guru. I decided to do a broccoli scramble. With toast. But I had no toast. And since I’m leaving early Thursday to go back to Mid-MO for a wedding, I decided to not grocery shop and live off of what I had. My problem is that I like to have a carb with most meals. Enter another “cleaning out the pantry” moment.I think I bought it for when I planned to make chili earlier this year. Didn’t happen. Lucky me.
I made spicy corn muffins by adding chili powder and red chili pepper flakes into the mix. Good idea, but if you want to try it, be more liberal. I held back. But that’s ok- still good.Off to the Big Flea!
What did we find there? A LOT of crap. Seriously. Crap. Such as interesting lawn decor:Debbie Downer Frogs:Fashion statements:And fun signs for the whole family:It was also a fun people-watching event. I highly recommend it.
Unfortunately, the 6-foot tall metal rooster wouldn’t fit in my car, so I had to settle for a smaller purchase. If you believe the label, it’s Dolce and Gabbana. What a steal for $25, right? ;) I wasn’t “in the market” for a purse, but had my eye out. After sifting through a million, I found this one with a not so obvious fake label. I’m a sucker for the ruffle. I kept going back to it until Monica said, “well just get it, Amy. You’ve looked at it 10 times- clearly you want it.” So I did. And I sorta love it.
Does anyone else do the flea markets? I’ve done the fake designer things before, but this was my first junk scavenger hunt in such a large-scale ordeal.
We started out calm, with a light salad of asparagus, tomato, basil, evoo, and bleu cheese.Angie wasn’t quite used to the whole taking-pictures-of-food thing. But Mon sure was and showed her how it’s done.
My favorite? Probably the baked artichoke stuffed with bread crumbs and topped with the most amazing sauce that I can’t remember the name of…And off of Angie’s recommendation, we chose the “Popeye” pizza- topped with spinach, feta, and mozzarella. This picture was so posed, it was out of control. I immediately regretted the decision- the cheese instantly started to burn the top of my mouth. I think Mon caught me wincing in pain. But once the pizza cooled down… oh my- it was fabulous. Thin crust is my fav!
After I was filled up on cheese and such, I came home to my red box selections for the night. Hot Tub Time Machine was one I was curious about. I think I’ve heard more buzz about it now as it is coming out on DVD than when it was in the theaters.
Someone compared it to The Hangover. They were clearly wrong. But it was the same general outrageous humor. Had a few good lines. Entertaining. But I’m glad I only spent $1 to watch it.
Happy Labor Day, everyone! Let’s enjoy the end of our extended weekend!
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