I’m currently on an unlikely assignment in Sandpoint, Idaho. Right now I’m at the Starbucks on the shores of Lake Pend Oreille. They sell Top Pot doughnuts, so I feel right at home.

Huckleberries are a big thing on the Idaho panhandle. Every diner and fast food place has a sign advertising huckleberry milkshakes. So it was only a little surprising when I went past a sign that said

> HUCKLEBERRY RIBS

And you thought baby back ribs were small.

I was planning to sleep in this morning, but my hotel room had about twelve windows and thin blinds, and it turns out that when you travel to the easternmost part of your time zone at the beginning of summer, the sun rises at 4:30am. We should do something about that. In about half an hour I’m heading to the Sandpoint Farmers Market. I promised Iris I would bring her something back from Idaho.

Good thing she likes huckleberries.