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One of my favorite cafes in this city. They are effective in further proving the butter = delicious hypothesis. (Sorry, vegans.)
Breakfast in south Minneapolis. And when they say “butter” they’re not kidding.
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I’m late to the news cycle on this one, but yes that is Ringo Starr in an Electric Fetus t-shirt.
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B.T. McElrath - Salty Dog Chocolate Bar
ericaaaaa: “THIS. IS. MY. NEW. FAVORITE. THING.”
YES! I’m not usually one to be emphatic about chocolate, but it’s seriously that good. And, made in MPLS!
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How To Be Happy In The Twin Cities →
Some helpful hints from Erica. Perhaps it would be more accurately titled “How To Be Happy In The Twin Cities When It’s %#@$#& Cold Outside And The Sun Goes Down At 4PM.” I’d say for the last two years the Art Shanty Projects accomplished most if not all of the things on her list for me.
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“Hey, look at the sun! —I mean no, don’t look at the sun. But it’s really pretty.”
—Ariel, on the way to St. Paul this morning.
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Did you know? If the Burj Dubai tower had been built in South Minneapolis, it would be more than 2,652 feet taller than Matt’s Bar.
No, I didn’t! That’s news you can use, folks.
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If Obama ignited this fire to unite, then the recession is keeping it hot in 2009. As historian and Great Depression expert Robert McElvaine put it on PBS’s Newshour earlier this year: “Community-oriented values tend to come out during tough times.” This civic-minded ethos, we’re happy to report, has trickled down to the Twin Cities art scene, which has spent much of the year finding interesting—and yes, sexy—new ways to rally around art. Take the West Bank Social Center, an indie community arts center of sorts that opened last June above the Nomad World Pub in Minneapolis’s Cedar-Riverside neighborhood. Like a clubhouse minus the secret knock, this free-wheelin’ venue offers gratis Wi-Fi and coffee for anyone who stops by (a few wandering creatives use it as their makeshift office), and often calls on the public to curate its events, which have varied from group naptime sessions set to European art cinema, to a discussion about death and memorial tattooing featuring death and dying expert John E. Troyer and tattoo artist Awen Briem.
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Here is a neat (by which I mean “fairly boring”) trick for those readers that now live in Minneapolis-St. Paul, but who once lived and loved in the great city of Madison, a city that you still occasionally pine for. That’s at least ten of you, right? Five?
Well, regardless, take a look at this. The first photo above is the famous approach to the Wisconsin state capitol, on Washington Avenue near Ingersoll, right in the middle of the isthmus.
Now, look at the second photo up there, a stretch of road on Smith Avenue, on the West Side of St. Paul, before it veers west and crosses the river. You can see the Minnesota state capitol from that approach (hard to see in the photo, but it’s there).
Wow! Look at the way the respective capitols gleam in the middle distance! It looks exactly the same! Kind of! It’s actually better at night, when the details are a little hazier. This stretch of Smith gives more the impression of being in Madison, if not an actual replication of the experience. I remember driving back from a meal at Caspar’s Cherokee Sirloin Room a few years ago, and being very struck by the resemblance.
So, displaced Madisonians, if you’re ever feeling lonely for home, just make the ten-minute drive to the west side. You can park on Smith, turn up To the Best of Our Knowledge on your car radio, and weep softly into your Plaza Burger or bag of Nature’s Bakery granola as you stare off into your past.
Holy crap, it’s like this blog post was custom ordered for me! Although I might instead go for a slice of Ian’s Pizza, a bottle of New Glarus’ Coffee Stout, and WYOU’s “Cooking With Bob” playing on the portable television.
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