We stopped at Pewabic Pottery after the museum. While it is of historical importance, mostly it remains a working shop, gallery and store. We walked around, looked at the kilns and read what was available. When Chris and I fall into some serious money, I plan to tile my kitchen with their tiles. 
I'll take one of these kilns in the garage of the parsonage please! Right next to my husband's hot box of course. Kind of like his-and-hers.
Then we drove through a ghetto of Detroit because Google Maps does not have a non-ghetto option for driving directions (very scary...please, no stop signs) to get to the Polish neighborhood of Hamtramck. My husband's father's boss recommended a restaurant called the Polish Village Cafe. The place was bustling, and we had to wait for a table, but it was worth it! Awesomeness on a plate. Cheers!
Borscht.
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We make borscht often at our house during the winter. I bought 10 lbs of beets last summer and froze them mainly to make borscht. Yum!
Erin, did you eat the borscht? Because I know of your fond feelings of beets. I'd love to try it. It's just such a gorgeous color, right? Good toenail polish color.
Borscht is a weird word.
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