Sandstone-y

Ah, back in Sandstone. (I nearly typed ‘sandwich’ just then.) I forwent the donut with my yogurt this morning, since I discovered blueberry toaster strudels in the freezer at the cabin. I never buy them for myself — I don’t think I’d eat them quickly enough to spare most of them from freezer burn — but it was fun to have one this morning. I was trying to remember the last time I ate one, and it must have been almost a decade ago. They haven’t changed much!
I’ve made good progress on the work front, since I dove right in yesterday afternoon, and today I had a worky morning before going to Amy’s Corner Cafe for lunch. So I can check that off the list!
I wonder if I really will someday have a little vegetarian cafe — I’m not sure I’d like it so much in practice, but I like the idea of it. Have I ever explained my strategy? I’ll open a veggie cafe/deli, where people will be able to order sandwiches made with Tofurky and the like. Then, once that’s made a name for itself, I’ll get myself a booth at the Minnesota State Fair and will offer all the usual fair favourites in vegetarian form — veggie corndogs, soy cheese curds, etc. I can’t believe nobody has already done this; you’d be guaranteed to make a killing from all the vegetarian converts who miss the junkfood of their youths. Somebody’ll do it someday soon, I feel. Remember that I had the idea first.
Anyway, after lunch, I had a stroll around Sandstone and took a few photos of the abandoned school building. I think it’s so sad that they’d even consider tearing it down, but I guess these things happen. Probably a hazard to let it remain derelict, and what’s a city to do if nobody will buy it up? If only I were already a vegetarian deli tycoon, I could renovate it and turn it into a luxury hotel for people who want to gamble in Hinckley but want a unique place to stay. People would travel all the way from Duluth and the Twin Cities to indulge in our vegetarian brunch buffet at the weekends.
I seriously need to start playing the lottery.