If Andrew Hershey only wanted to make ice cream, he would still be a saint. The world needs good ice cream and can’t exist without people like him.
Luke Clausen used to be an oil man. It was a difficult job made no more comfortable by the dining options around an oil field. Luke lived through many a cold sandwich in the cab of his pickup truck. When he could return to some island of civilization in the middle of nowhere, he only wanted steak. The grayish shoe leather served at dives and truck stops had to do.
Bacon and Beer Classic
Suppose you were asked to pick one food and one drink to theme a party after. Would you pick lamb chops and black tea? Spaghetti and chocolate milk? Croquembouche and kvass? Or would you do the only sensible thing and pick bacon and beer? I think you see where I’m going with this.
Not all of us were so fortunate growing up that we had swimming pools in our backyards. Some of us had to dig a hole in the lawn and wait for it to rain. And as we wallowed in our makeshift mud puddles, with grass clippings and drowned white grubs bobbing around our heads, we dreamed of a day when we might have our own swimming pools to fill with amazing features. Here are just a few of them!
“My greatest jump in the Army? OK,” said Hans Nielsen, board member at Skydive Fargo. “It was an early morning dive, just south of Mount Kenya. Our plane had slowed down to 130 knots, and I and the 62 other men in my unit were all jumping out, one by one. While we were in midair, a herd of about 100 zebra, spooked by our plane’s shadow, all charged across our landing zone. They were long gone by the time we hit the ground, but I’ll never forget the sight of them as we floated down from the sky.”