Disclaimer: None of this actually adds up to an adventure in any way, shape, or form🐽

The first adventure was accompanying npJane and her smelly garbage to the Green Bag Dump. She has never been to this dump before and I was happy to show her the ropes.

Later in the afternoon, I had a two-fold mission. Figure out where the ATM musheen was in Brimley and obtain some stromboli (and hopefully broccoli) at the farmers market on the res. I needed to hit the ATM first because I wasn’t sure if the stromboli folks accepted plastic. Like a lot of farmers markets, some vendors do and others don’t.

Brimley is basically a one-horse town and I knew where the bank (actually a credit union) was because… A couple years ago I misplaced my property tax bill. I knew when it was due (and it was getting close) so I emailed the township treasurer to ask how much I owed. That got figured out and she said something like, “Just bring the check over to the ‘bank’. That’s where I work.” That worked perfectly. (In case there are tsk tsk type lurkers out there, the taxes were paid on time, I DID eventually find the bill, AND I made a friend💩).

So, okay, I have been to the bank/credit union and they MUST have an ATM, roight? Yes, they do. You park in the back and it’s in the back entrance. Imma gonna guess that’s so it’s available 24/7 because they can lock the inner door. And THAT brought back old, vague memories of the intricacies of locking the Sault Ste. Siberia 1st National Bank when I was a beach urchin and my dad was the “manager” or whatever he was when I was a kid. But I won’t bore you with those.

So on to the farmers market with plenty of cash. Broccoli? No such luck. But I did buy a woman’s last seven ears of corn. I didn’t need that many but it seemed like I might be doing her a favor so we have corn.

On to the stromboli. I bought two strombolis (Italian and pizza) and two chicken pot pies from Karl’s Cuisine at Wildwood Farm. They didn’t take plastic but they did take Venmo. I mostly use Venmo with my kids and sometimes to give cash gifts to others for weddings, etc. Boy oh boy, was I a klutz at using Venmo to pay Karl’s. Thankfully the friendly woman managing the booth was very helpful. I laughed and said, “This is embarrassing!” She tried to assuage my embarrassment by explaining how many people she has to help with Venmo. I said something like, “It’s embarrassing because I work for the online banking industry🤣“

Karl’s Cuisine used to be an EXCELLENT restaurant in Sault Ste. Siberia. I’m not sure how it succumbed but I’m gonna guess covid had a pretty good hand in it. I reminisced that I had eaten there many times with The Commander and Radical Betty and their little pod of friends. All gone now. I didn’t try to ask if they remembered my actual mother and aunt. I’m sure there were many little pods of little old ladies who lunched there. I miss the restaurant but the stromboli (I bought some earlier in the summer) is to die for so it sounds like they have successfully moved on.

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