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Johnny O’Broderick was my first direct ancestor to emigrate from Ireland to the United States, eventually sending back enough money for his wife, Mary, to book passage and follow him a few years later.
Poor Louis Menage. He was a wayward financier way ahead of his time.
As much as any member of the Dayton, Lowry, Walker, or Pillsbury clan, Menage has a legitimate claim to being one of the City Fathers of Minneapolis. But you’ve probably never heard of him, right?
“What the hell is going on around here?”
It’s a common enough reaction from pedestrians and motorists trying to make their way through Lowertown these days.
Dear Citizens of Minnesota (and you little ladies, too!):
Sure, I may be someplace right now that’s going to keep me from voting this November, but with all the time I suddenly have on my hands, I’ve been giving plenty of thought to the Governor’s race.
Looking for a break from Tea Party dyspepsia? Consider attending one of three shows this weekend starring singer-songwriter and activist David Rovics.
It’s fall now in this, our year of discontent, and of late I’ve begun spotting members of a species whose proliferation I first witnessed visiting my brother in Georgia this past summer.
I’m speaking of the growing numbers of what appear to be middle-class adults standing on sidewalks along commercial boulevards and waving placards for some retail outfit located just across the par Continue Reading
The hand-wringing has begun. How can American citizens vote to take Congressional control away from the Democratic Party and hand it back to the Republican Party, the very organization that ran the country into the ground during the decade and a half when it controlled either one or both chambers of Congress? How can voters be so blind to their own self-interest?
Her name was Liz. Continue Reading
Growing up in Brainerd, artist Beth Stoneberg experienced the trees of the North Woods not as inanimate objects. They were living spirits, their grain much more than inert matter. It was a form of energy – a fluid presence, kinetic and alive.
After growing up in Saint Paul in a household with seven kids, said Shelagh Connolly, “I have lots of fond memories of going to the Farmers Market on Saturdays and filling up our house with produce.” In the summer, that produce would find its way into salads and ratatouilles, in winter into lots of soups and stews. Later on, Connolly – daughter of Saint Paul Poet Laureate Carol Connolly – drew upon those memories as a master chef working at fine dining establishments such as W.A. Frost, Bravo!, the Dakota, and her own short-lived but dearly beloved restaurant, Mildred Pierce, which enlivened the Saint Paul dining scene from 1999 to 2003. Now, she is bringing her memories as well as nearly three decades of experience as a chef specializing in local and regional cuisines to the “Pick of the Market” dinner she will be dishing up at the Black Dog Café in Saint Paul on Sunday, August 29. Earlier that day, Connolly will walk across the street from the Black Dog to the Farmers Market where she will choose from the best and freshest ingredients available and then use them to create her menu for the evening. Continue Reading