For this transplanted sorta-foodie Minnesotan, finding out last night that the dive bar down the street serves frickles was possibly the happiest moment of my year. They may not have the Town Talk Diner's Panty Dropper on their drink menu, but damned if I don't plan to meet all future frickle / "I miss Minneapolis" cravings at Arlin's Bar in the immediate future.


London_Calling said...

Oh my god I love those so much. But, in fact the best ones I ever had were in Maine, not in MN. Horrid, I know.

Anonymous said...

OMG, I love fried pickle spears! YUM!!