Adventures in the Flatlands
A journalist can only take so many late hours, leftover chicken salad wraps and unreturned phone calls before he needs a break.
Sorry class, but I'll be away for a few days enjoying the sights, sounds and smells of the Middle Coast.
Yes, I speak of Minnesota, specifically Minneapolis.
I'm off to my best friend's wedding, making sure he shows up at the altar coherent and without warrants or facial lacerations.
Here is what I hope to accomplish with this trip:
1.) See my beloved Twins play, even if it is at the baggy dome.

Photos courtesy of The Bacon Street Archives
2.) Enjoy a Midwestern beer, perhaps a Leinenkugel's, a Goose Island, or an Old Style or a Grain Belt Premium.
3.) Have some cheese curds, otherwise known as poutine's hardy, fun-lovin' Midwestern cousin

If there's one thing people should know about Minnesota, it's that it's not all this:

There's also some of this:

See you Monday.

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