Flavor tripping! After waiting in a line with a palpable buzz, we were handed little purple packets with a telling bulge in the middle. The six of us who'd managed to find each other found a table in the slightly-too-hip club and popped the Miracle Berry. It was about the size of an olive, with a pit in the middle (do berries have pits? maybe this
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I'm flavor-tripping as well, struggling and searching for home-made, organic, local food as I drive like a bat out of hell across Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, and then Pennsylvania.
So far, hella good eats. Hot damn! Midwestern Gourmands Onward!
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