Being a Campendium of the Greatest Secrets and Finest Treasures Hidden from Public View in the Twin Cities and Its Greater Environs.
by Pulse staff, writers, & friends
Why do pirates get all the fun? You see them in movies, tattered leather maps in hand, counting out steps on far-flung islands, shovels at the ready to dig for lost dubloons. Anybody should be able to hunt up some buried treasure, and they shouldn’t have to charter a seagoing ship and set their sites on the far horizon to do it. Can’t we find hidden items of vast value in our own back yards?
We think we can, and to that end, here’s our list of buried prizes: specialty businesses, neighborhood eateries, private retreats and prized drinking holes. These places ought to enjoy more patrons, but somehow have missed the attention they deserve. So we’ve drawn up our own pirate map, scrawling dotted lines over an imagined map of the Twin Cities and beyond, pointing the intrepid explorer to our personal hidden treasures. Enjoy!
Aardvark
Records
Aardvark
is actually more of a dinosaur - a dying breed known as the independentus
recordstorius, threatened with extinction thanks to big box retailers and
internet song swapping. Vince Murray has owned Aardvark since 2000. He moved
the store from its Bloomington strip mall location three years ago into Northeast
Minneapolis. Just around the corner from Central Avenue, Murray said he was
“at the right place, at the right time” when he decided to buy the
business. Slightly more than half of his sales are vinyl, he says, which include
an impressive collection of vintage to modern LPs. Aardvark also carries plenty
of CDs, DVDs and videos, but don’t expect tons of new releases the day
they hit the market. “Tuesday is new release day,” said Murray,
“and consistently my worst sales day of the week.” In order to stay
afloat, some of Aardvark’s wares are available online at gemm.com—global
electronic music market—an e-bay-type, non-bidding website. Murray, who
spins vinyl at Grumpy’s in Northeast every Sunday, also offers occasional
in-store performances and has the friendliest in-store dog, Cooper, in town.
Support your independent music store, because as he reminds us, “If you
don’t support it, it goes away.” 924 Lowry Ave. NE, Mpls.
612-781-3404. NANCY
SARTOR
Augie
Garcia
It’s a gross injustice that this St. Paul rocker isn’t
better known. After all, Garcia was once thrown off the stage by Col. Tom Parker,
Elvis’ manager. Garcia had opened for the King and so thoroughly sent
the joint rocking that Parker worried he was upstaging Presley, and so Garcia
had to go. He had a great look, too: Garcia was known for wearing elegant tuxedo
tops matched with Bermuda shorts. His music is very nearly impossible to find,
but you can track down his lone hit, the Western-themed rave-up “High
Yo Silver,” on Música de la Raza: Mexican & Chicano Music
in Minnesota. Worth checking out. MAX
SPARBER
Band
Box Diner
This local favorite in downtown Minneapolis’ historic Elliot Park neighborhood
just seems to get better, mostly thanks to the ownership of the grinning, bald-pated
Brad Ptacek. Sure, it’s all greasy spoon food—burgers, French fries,
grilled cheese and the like. But the Band
Box does them exactly right, and the prices couldn’t be better. Sometimes
it’s a little hard to find a seat in this small red-and-white restaurant,
as it’s usually full of regulars hungrily enjoying the food, but it’s
worth squeezing in. You’re liable to become a regular, too. 729
S. 10th St., Mpls. 612-332-0850. SPARBER
Banfill-Locke
Center for the Arts
Odd jobs can lead us to amazing places. A few years ago I’d never been
to friendly Fridley, but when I got a call to model for a figurative drawing
class, I grabbed my robe and headed up the River Road to Banfill-Locke
Center for the Arts (BLCA), just 10 minutes or so from Nordeast. Sitting
naked in the exquisite summer garden—surrounded by an abundance of blooming
lilies, irises and peonies—I savored each pose, half expecting fairies
and wood nymphs to show up in the work of the artists who merrily sketched and
watercolored at their easels. Break time was just as splendid: I explored the
wooded trails that led to the banks of the Mississippi River and glimpsed the
biggest blue heron I’d ever seen. While most of you won’t frolic
in the buff around BLCA, you can visit this picturesque community art center
and gallery fully clothed. Classes in drawing, painting, photography, sculpture,
fiber arts and creative writing are offered, and BLCA’s art gallery features
several visual artists throughout the year. The building itself is on the National
Registry of Historic Sites. Once an inn popular with soldiers and fur traders
traveling the Red River Trail in the mid-1800s, it later drew city folks from
St. Paul who came via the newly built Territorial Road. Later it became a dairy
farm and summer home to the Locke family. Today Anoka County owns the Greek
Revival house that is BLCA, nestled on a hill surrounded by the lush Manomin
Park at the confluence of Rice Creek and the Mississippi River. 6666
E. River Rd., Fridley. 763-574-1850. SARTOR
Bethel
Campus
I crash-landed on the Bethel
campus at 8 a.m. following a 38-hour train ride from Seattle. But the official
St. Paul address is a canard. Instead of Greek revival architecture, a view
of the cathedral and sidewalk cafes, I found trees, a lake and an astounding
ecological potpourri. Along with a couple of thousand students, Bethel’s
230 acres include pileated woodpeckers, red-winged blackbirds, owls, deer, goldfinches
and cardinals. During winter, Lake Valentine sprouts fishing shacks and ersatz
hockey games; it also makes a terrific shortcut to the Arden Hills library.
And do not think that a Christian school rolls up the sidewalks at sunset. One
foggy winter morning, about 4 a.m., I was on my way to an off-campus job when
I passed the side entrance to Benson Hall and saw a student playing a violin
in the foyer. “It’s the only place I can practice when my roommates
are asleep,” she said when I poked my head in. Then, gesturing with her
bow at the floor-to-ceiling glass, she added, “Besides, these are the
best acoustics around.” 3900 Bethel Dr., Arden Hills. STEVE
BUTCHER
Central Avenue
Ever-encroaching gentrification threatens to homogenize great swaths of our
fair cities, but along Central Avenue in Northeast, diversity rules. Up and
down Central, from 18th Avenue NE into Columbia Heights, a plethora of ethnic
restaurants and businesses line the street. Too numerous to name them all, a
few stand out. Patel Groceries offers an impressive array of Indian goods, from
bulk quantities of basmati rice to a vast assortment of spices and Bollywood
video rentals. Crescent Moon Bakery may be lesser known than Holy Land Deli,
but the former makes a phenomenal spicy beef Afghani pizza that is to die for.
Locals also enjoy free delivery. Durango Bakery will satiate your sweet tooth.
An authentic Mexican bakery (grab a tray and tongs and serve yourself), Durango
offers scads of pastries and the best darn tres leches cake north of
the border. Be prepared to practice your Spanglish, though: these guys no hablan
inglés. And for a great, all-purpose independent market, don’t
forget about all the organic, sustainable goodness at Eastside Food Co-op, which
just celebrated its one-year anniversary. Patel
Groceries, 1848 Central Ave. NE, Mpls. 612-789-8800; Crescent Moon Bakery, 2339
Central Ave. NE, Mpls. 612-782-0169; Durango Bakery, 2418 Central Ave. NE, Mpls.
612-706-7950; Eastside Food Co-op, 2551 Central Ave. NE, Mpls. 612-788-0950.
SARTOR
Como Park Golf Course
Golf for the People! Como Park Golf Course is an 18-hole public course in St.
Paul, located across the road from Como Lake. Greens fees are $25 weekdays,
$29 weekends and holidays. If you don’t have your own clubs, you may rent
them at the pro shop for $10. Afterward, enjoy a snack or beverage in the air-conditioned
club house. 1495 N. Lexington Pkwy., St. Paul. 651-488-9673. SID
PRANKE
Crafty Planet
Crafts
aren’t just for country gals and little old ladies—for the last
few years hipsters have been arming themselves with sewing kits, crochet hooks
and knitting needles to lead a true Revolution de la Domestic Arts. Just ask
Trish Hoskins. She and husband Matt Devries opened Crafty
Planet in 2003, and they’ve seen a steady stream of patrons at their
Northeast shop ever since. Crafty Planet offers an assortment of “soft
craft” paraphernalia—fabrics, yarns and embroidery patterns are
just some of the items here (sorry, no scrap-booking gear)—but these goods
aren’t what grandma used to use. Crafty Planet carries eclectic products
by manufacturers like Sublime Stitching and Subversive Cross-stitch, whose updated
designs range from scooter babes and roller derby girls, to pirates and tiki
bar icons. The store also consigns goods by several artists. Look for one-of-a-kind
items, such as handbags made from recycled album covers and a full-length sock
monkey dress by Rebecca Yaker. Crafty Planet offers classes in knitting, crocheting,
quilting and sewing, and will even “home school” you with private
lessons. And if you don’t need instruction, Crafty Planet invites you
to hang out at the store and work on your projects the second and fourth Tuesday
of every month. Hoskins, who began crafting “as a wee lass,” said
she opened the shop to promote do-it-yourself projects and spur creativity.
She is well-connected to the local craft community, and said a branch of the
Craft Mafia, which originated in Austin, Texas, was recently established in
the Twin Cities. Besides being nice folks and offering cool wares, Crafty Planet
has the cutest logo I’ve ever seen and promises to “save the world
one stitch at a time.” 2318 Lowry Ave. NE, Mpls. 612-788-1180
or CraftyPlanet.com.
SARTOR
Dave’s Popcorn
Dave’s Popcorn is a little wooden corner shop just down the street from
Matt’s bar in South Minneapolis, itself a hidden treasure, inasmuch as
a widely-beloved area bar can be hidden (ask yourself why the Jucy Lucy isn’t
associated with Minneapolis like the cheese steak is associated with Philadelphia).
There’s not much to it, really: popcorn, sodas, malted drinks, milkshakes.
Yet, on a sweltering summer day, what could be better? Better still, the confections
are made on the spot, and they’re delicious (the malts are particularly
notable). Best suggested used of Dave’s: Picnickers on their way to the
nearby Minnehaha Falls would do well to swing by and pick up some desserts.
1848 E. 38th St., Mpls. 612-724-3115. SPARBER
Diamond’s
Coffee
Nestled on the first floor of the Thorpe building on Central Avenue in Northeast,
Diamond’s
has many charms: great coffee, solid sandwiches, tempting treats and a kitschy,
playful ’50s atmosphere. But its unexpectedly best quality is as a music
venue. Within the coffee shop proper, there’s no place large enough to
hold a band, but in the hallway behind it, local folk strummer Gabe
Barnett has been hosting other local songwriters on Saturday nights. The
high-ceilinged hallway makes for a surprisingly great-sounding show, even when
bass and drums are added. A couple weeks ago I was treated to sets by Larissa
Anderson and Beight as I sipped coffee and caught up on some quality reading.
It served as a pointed reminder that some of the best music venues around don’t
even serve alcohol, just coffee and Rice Krispies squares. 1618 Central
Ave. NE, Mpls. 612-789-5282) or DiamondsCoffeeShoppe.com.
STEVE
MCPHERSON
Eagle’s Club
By now, everyone has heard of the Hex. But on the way there, you may have driven
within a hair’s breadth of The Eagle’s Club and had no idea you’re
missing one of the coolest Seward hot spots in town. Those of us in Seward are
ready to let you in on our secret new favorite club, featuring local music legends
along with young rockers and twangers. Thanks to terrific, tireless booker Vince
Gillespie, the Eagle’s Club features a hugely eclectic roster of nightly
music, from alt-country and bluegrass, to funk, old-school punk and no-wave—all
for free! Legendary Twin Cities musicians such as Willie Murphy, the X-Boys
(featuring members of the Suburbs, the Wallets, Suicide Commandos, and Things
That Fall Down), the Butanes, Hillbilly Voodoo Dolls, Trailer Trash and Rockin’
Pinecones are all there ... it’s like Lee’s, with more music hotspots
nearby. Many nights are musician residencies. First Mondays feature the popular
old-time square dance, with wild percussive stringband music. Other Mondays
its Becky Thompson. Wednesdays are the Butanes; Thursdays, Americana or zydeco/Cajun.
Shows run from 8 to 10 p.m. and there are really cheap drink specials. Start
your dancin’ and drinkin’ early, then catch more live music at the
nearby Hex. 2507 E. 25th St., Mpls. 612-724-9714 or 612-729-4469.
CYN
COLLINS
Eagle Magic & Twin Cities Magic and
Costume
The Twin Cities two premiere supply stores for amateur magicians each boasts
its own unique quirks. Eagle
Magic, in Minneapolis, features an alarming assortment of the sorts of practical
jokes one might previously have bought out of the back of comic books—joy
buzzers, itching powder, X-ray specs and the like. Better still, look for the
garrulous Larry Kahlow, the store’s proprietor, who is usually on hand
to offer free demonstrations of the store’s multitude of astounding illusions.
Meanwhile, the St. Paul-based Twin
Cities Magic and Costume has many of the same over-the-counter sleight-of-hand,
but also features the city’s best selection of theatrical costumes and
makeup. Aspiring horror makeup artists can often be found hungrily eying the
store’s makeup counter, which features such staples as rigid collodion
(used for creating disquietingly realistic scars), ghoulish greasepaint and
liquid latex injuries that can be affixed with spirit gum, creating the convincing
illusion that the wearer has had their mouth replaced by a zipper. Eagle
Magic, Grainbelt Exchange Bldg., 301 4th Ave. S., Mpls. 612-333-4702. Twin Cities
Magic and Costume, 241 W. 7th St., St. Paul. 651-227-7888. SPARBER
Fasika
Fasika, like every Ethiopian
restaurant, offers most of its dishes served atop injera, a flatbread that is
porous, healthy and addictive. One grabs small amounts of the injera and shapes
it around a bit of the entree. Eating with one’s hands can be tough for
the obsessive-compulsive set, but the food is perfect for it and the experience
makes me feel talented at something (at 25 you shouldn’t be patting yourself
on the back for not staining your clothes when you eat, but you should’ve
seen me at 20). Fasika’s menu runs the gamut from intimidating, nearly
raw meat all the way to a dish very reminiscent in presentation to fajitas called
Zilzil Tibs (pieces of steak presented on a skillet grilled with peppers, onions
and magic). You can also hear and see people of many different cultures coming
in to enjoy the place that bills itself as the first Ethiopian restaurant in
Minnesota. A lot of times you’ll also see me, reading my book about Mississippi
floods, waiting for my plate of Zilzil Tibs and asking for more water ’cause
I like that spicy sauce. 510 N. Snelling Ave., St. Paul. 651-646-4747.
SEAN
MCPHERSON
Fort Snelling State Park Beach
To get to this
beach by car, you have to shell out the price of a day pass—$7. But
it’s worth it, because not only do you get the historical vibe of the
area, but also the beach’s horizon fills with jet airliners coming from
or going to the Lindbergh or Humphrey terminals. There are two lifeguards on
duty, and canoe rentals are available. Bike trails from Minneapolis lead here
too. Pack a lunch and beverage, and don’t forget the sunscreen. To get
there, find Hwy. 5 (take Hwy. 55 east from Minneapolis, or from St. Paul, go
south on W. 7th St.). From Hwy. 5, exit on Post Rd.—known to Twin Cities
natives as a prime make-out spot—and take a left at the stoplight. Drive
into the park and pay Mr. or Ms. Ranger the worthy park fee. 612-725-2724.
PRANKE
Hastings Dairy Shop
There are many varieties of dairy-filled goodness to be had here in the home
of Polka Dot milk, but the real prize at Hastings Dairy Shop is the 50-cent
shake. Coming in your choice of flavors—as long as your choice is chocolate—you’d
be hard-pressed to find a better ice cream deal on this here earth. Existing
in some kind of magic land between shake and straight-up soft serve, this generous
helping of frozen delight comes with both a spoon and a straw, although careful
experimentation has shown that the straw is pretty much only good for blowing
chocolatey, semi-frozen projectiles at your pals. Trying to suck down one of
these delicacies through the straw is a recipe for collapsed lungs, so stick
to the spoon. Then stroll over to nearby Vermillion Falls to check out the scenery
and shovel that ice-cream-so-fresh-you-can-see-granules-of-sugar-in-it into
your piehole for all the summery goodness you can handle. 1701 Vermillion
St., Hastings. 651-437-9414. MCPHERSON
Lunalux
Printing
Any schmoe with a computer and a printer can turn out printed material by the
truckload, but not only will it most likely be ugly, it’ll lack the old
world charm of slugs striking paper. Since 1993, Lunalux
has been turning out top-notch letterpress work that has been featured everywhere
from Minnesota Monthly to Martha Stewart Living. You can see the presses in
action while you peruse the shop, and if you can’t find the piece you
want, they can create custom work for wedding invitations, announcements, personal
stationery and old-fashioned wood-type posters. With letterpress, each character
on the page isn’t just the manifestation of a binary routine sent to an
inkjet printer; it represents an individual hunk of metal striking the page
and leaving its mark. Each slug has its own character, and watching the presses
fly at Lunalux, you can gather a very real sense of the power and weight of
the printing tradition. Now promise me you’ll never use Comic Sans again.
1618 Harmon Pl., Mpls. 612-373-0526 or Lunalux.com.
MCPHERSON
Memorial Chapel at Lakewood Cemetery
Lakewood Cemetery rests on 250 acres smack dab in the middle of South Minneapolis
between Lake Harriet and Lake Calhoun—hardly hidden, but certainly a treasure.
Publicly dedicated in 1872, Lakewood was modeled after the cemeteries of 19th
century France, such as the famous Père-Lachaise in Paris. And while
it might not (yet) hold the bones of famous rockers like Jim Morrison, it is
the resting place of Paul and Sheila Wellstone, Hubert H. Humphrey and members
of the Walker, Loring and Blaisdell clans. Wooded hills and impeccably manicured
gardens (more than 95,000 flowers are planted each season) offer a beautiful
respite for everyone—dead or alive. But it’s the extraordinary architecture
that makes Lakewood one of the most alluring cemeteries in the country. The
resplendent mausoleum is indeed impressive, filled with Italian marble, Impressionist
paintings and two-dozen 8-foot-tall stained glass windows. The Memorial Chapel,
though, is really the showpiece at Lakewood. This Byzantine structure was built
in 1910 and renovated in 1997. It is part of the National Register of Historic
Places and for good reason. Minneapolis architect Harry Wild Jones modeled the
building after the Hagia Sophia in Istanbul, Turkey. The interior was conceived
by designer Charles Lamb, who traveled to Italy to commission 10 highly accomplished
mosaic artists. Fresh from a project at the Vatican, the Italian artists created
the Chapel’s mosaics in Venice, and then came to Minneapolis for the installation.
The masterful 65-foot-high domed work includes more than 10 million mosaic pieces
made from marble, colored stone and glass fused with silver and gold. It is
ringed with stained glass windows that also serve as sundials, telling the time
of the day and season. Four angelic figures representing Love, Hope, Faith and
Memory sit beneath the dome. It is truly an architectural wonder. 3600
Hennepin Ave. S., Mpls. 612-822-2171. SARTOR
Memorial Pet Cemetery
As
a kid, I attended my share of cat funerals. My family would march down the hill,
single-file, my father carrying the shoebox holding Midnight, Bonnie or Ginger,
and we would bury them next to the swing set. It seems like we had too many
funerals, but country cats live faster and die younger. The ceremonies gave
me reassurance, closure and memories, and as far as whether animals go to heaven,
I tend to think they do. My friend Elizabeth’s mom, Gloria, after seeing
the movie “March of the Penguins,” was truly convinced that penguins
go to heaven as a reward for the beautiful, difficult sacrifices they make here
on earth. Over the weekend at the Memorial Pet Cemetery in Roseville, the bouquets
of flowers at gravesites for animal friends who have passed were plentiful.
The cemetery is owned and operated by the Human Society for Companion Animals,
and deceased pets are buried once a month—the animals are kept in cold
storage at the Humane Society until that time comes. Some families had chosen
elaborately-carved headstones for their Fluffy or Bingo, and others had homemade
markers longer on love than on price. My dog, Mickey, a beautiful Blue Heeler
and the best dog I could ever imagine sharing my life with, died of old age
recently, and he will be buried at this pet cemetery. I plan on visiting him
there several times a year for a long time to come. 694 Cope St., Roseville
(between Lexington & Dale Sts, one block north of Hwy. 36). 651-645-6821.
PRANKE
Minnehaha
Coffee
As someone who spends a lot of time in coffee shops doing work, I can tell you
that the right environment is just as important as quality joe close at hand.
Minnehaha Coffee has
both in spades. Located inside a renovated gas station, MC has something that
most coffee shops lack: abundant natural light. The nearly floor-to-ceiling
windows give you plenty of sun, which is just as essential as caffeine when
it comes to keeping you alert and productive. Add in a friendly staff, one of
the best grilled club sandwiches in town (The Minnehaha—get it on ciabatta),
top-notch high-test, patio seating, reliable wi-fi and ice cream from the Grand
Ole Creamery, and you’ve got a coffee joint to keep you going on those
marathon interview transcription sessions—or whatever else you need to
accomplish. If only they were open 24 hours a day. 4554 Minnehaha Ave.,
Mpls. 612-722-2500 or MinnehahaCoffee.com.
MCPHERSON
Mother Earth Gardens
If you already buy organic food at grocery stores and eat out at organic restaurants,
maybe you’re ready for the next step: growing your own organic herbs and
vegetables during the prime, but short, growing season in Minnesota. Mother
Earth Gardens sells a lot of organic seeds and seedlings, and although they
are not certified organic, that just means that they are not certified by the
FDA. This is a burgeoning trend for smaller suppliers, whose products often
exceed the requirements for organic products anyway. Be sure to ask for the
organic seedlings section when visiting this beautiful store, laden with earthy
merchandise straight from a gardener’s best dream. 3738 42nd Ave.,
Mpls. 612-724-2296. ADA
SCHOCK
Northland Loud Speaker
It’s pretty easy to break your bass equipment if you’re an idiot.
I’m an idiot. Taking the following words—frequency, headroom, gain,
tube preamps and wiring—and adding a couple prepositions and verbs might
not convince the professionals, but it passes the time while Ed Speakerdawg
fills out my repair slip. A sound guy in town recommended Northland Speaker
Repair, located in the Howe neighborhood. Ed’s one-man shop is a walking
museum of attitude-filled signs, such as “Your poor planning doesn’t
represent an emergency on my part” and “I’d rather be riding
my Harley.” His work is top-notch and the ambience is certainly at least
notch. By the way, Ed doesn’t go by Ed Speakerdawg but that’s how
he is in my phone, so, let’s keep the Ed Speakerdawg thing between you
and the millions of other people who read the Pulse. 3448 42nd Ave.
S., Mpls. 612-721-3130. SEAN
MCPHERSON
Panaderia El Rey
There are dozens of excellent Mexican bakeries around the Twin Cities, but we
have a special fondness for El Rey on Lake St. and Nicollet Ave. It’s
not just that their pastries are superb (seriously, check out their empanadas),
or that their wedding cakes are so glorious (some are several levels high, connected
by a series of stairs, as though a plastic bride and groom need an entire pathway
to climb to the top of a cake). We’re also fond of the bakery’s
day-glo folk art, which, after a few cookies, take on an almost hallucinogenic
intensity. 3041 Nicollet Ave. S., Mpls. 612-827-2730. SPARBER
Pavek Museum of Broadcasting
Ostensibly,
a museum filled with vacuum tubes should be interesting to very few—after
all, how many vacuum tube enthusiasts are there in Minnesota? And yet St. Louis
Park’s Pavek Museum has inspired
a fervent cult following. It helps that many of these vacuum tubes are housed
in exquisite vintage television sets, and it helps as well that the Pavek Museum
is dedicated to the history of broadcasting, with a special focus on Minnesota’s
own piece of that history. The museum features such exhibits as a fully-functioning
game show set (play against your own family!), a working theremin (try making
the unearthly sounds featured on the soundtrack to “The Day the Earth
Stood Still”!) and episodes of the peculiar Minnesotan children’s
show “Axel and His Dog,” a mid-20th century example of kitsch ephemera
in which local wag Clellan Card donned a Hitler mustache and an incomprehensible
Scandinavian accent and argued with his dog. The dog, by the way, was represented
only by a puppet arm, which would swing into the frame to smack his master’s
chest with unexpected frequency. It’s a great, obscure piece of Minnesota
pop culture, but it’ll never be completely lost as long as the Pavek Museum
is around. 3515 Raleigh Ave., St. Louis Park. 952-929-6105.
SPARBER
Pow
Wow Lounge
Bloomington’s Thunderbird Hotel has undergone some remodeling recently
(properly speaking, it is now called the Ramada Mall of America Hotel), but
they’ve managed to maintain the hotel’s uniquely charming interior
decorating scheme: With stuffed coyotes baying behind glass display cases, wigwam-shaped
lighting fixtures and a statue of Chief Thunderbird riding a gallant steed at
the hotel’s entrance, this is the premier location for Native American
kitsch in the greater Twin Cities area. It’s just down the block from
the Mall of America, so next time you head to one of the MOA’s many Gap
stores (how many are there now, 50?), swing by the Thunderbird’s Pow Wow
Lounge and enjoy a cocktail in one of the last great holdouts of ’60s
kitsch design. Particularly impressive is the hotel’s massive, Paul Bunyon-sized
statues of notable Native historical figures that ring the building, as well
as the giant totem pole that keeps watch over the pool. Thunderbird
Hotel, 2300 E. American Blvd, Bloomington. 952-854-3411. SPARBER
Roller Garden
Gliding
onto the rink at Roller Garden
is like a trip through the looking glass. Amid the ambience of colored lights
and pulsing rhythms, hot dog aromas and the whirr of wheel bearings, your groove
awaits you in another world. Roller Garden has seen a lot of changes since opening
its doors in 1943. I knew it first as the boogie-wonderland of the ’70s,
a place for first kisses, foosball and sneaking cigs in the “barbecue
lung pit,” all set to the gorgeous sounds of Earth, Wind and Fire. These
days the air is clean, and in-line skaters mix with die-hard rollerskaters in
the landmark, armory-shaped building. You can still hear EWF on Tuesday nights,
if old-school is your thing. Every time slot has a different musical flavor
and age group in mind, so check out their website for a complete skate schedule.
A family-owned and -operated business, Roller Garden boasts a friendly, knowledgable
(downright passionate) staff and offers lessons for a wide range of skill levels
and ages. Admission starts at around $5, (including skates—a little more
for in-line rental), making this venue one of the last great deals in entertainment.
It’s worth the ticket price alone just to watch the rubber-legged pros
working their moves. Isn’t it time to embrace the current rollerskating
renaissance that includes shiny, happy skaters on diet cola commercials and
the hugely popular Minnesota Roller Girls? If you want to develop grace, balance
and amazing leg muscles, the answer should be “Hell yes!” 5622
W. Lake St., St. Louis Park. RollerGarden.com.
LYNN
ZECCA
The
Spot
This is the real St. Paul. Opened in 1885 and taken over by current owner Mike
O’Toole in the early 1980s, the Spot Bar is a neighborhood bar of the
highest (lowest?) order: Drinks are cheap, there’s a great jukebox and
there’s not much of that bothersome, unflattering light. The Spot sponsored-softball
team is called the Regulars, and for those of us that can call ourselves the
same, there are great memories here. I saw the better part of the ’87
and ’91 Twins championships here, and when my band and I played here a
few years back for the celebration of O’Toole’s 20th year as owner
of the Spot, he adorned the wall with a poster of a dorky 11-year old Devaney
with Homer Hanky in tow (it seems he always has some of these pictures handy
when I’m around). It’s also a great place to poke your head in on
St. Patrick’s Day to hang out with the actual Irish, rather than those
yahoos with all the glittery lights and shit that can’t hold their Guinness.
And my dad still hangs out here on most Friday evenings. It’s all you
need in a favorite bar. 859 Randolph Ave., St. Paul. 651-224-7433.
MARTIN
DEVANEY
Vintage Music Co.
If
you’ve ever had a hankering to be the character Seymour from the film
“Ghost World,” well, first of all, what the hell’s the matter
with you (sample Seymour dialogue: “Maybe I don’t want to meet someone
who shares my interests. I hate my interests.”)? But secondly, well, it’s
obsessive record collectors such as Seymour who unearth obscure gems like an
original pressing of Skip James’ “Devil Got My Woman,” the
haunting blues number featured so prominently in the film. One expects that
there are hundreds, perhaps thousands, of similar hidden masterpieces to be
found in the stacks at Vintage Music Co. in South Minneapolis, a store that
specializes in rare 78-rpm records. It’s an adventure to wander through
the store, whose ceiling-high piles of manila-wrapped vinyl albums often seem
precipitously close to tumbling over, perhaps smashing one of the gloriously
restored vintage gramophones on sale, or, worse still, the store cat. But for
those who enjoy the thrill of finding an unexpected, crackling musical masterpiece
on a worn-down slab of black plastic, Vintage Music Co. is the X on the treasure
map. Happy hunting. 1820 E. 38th St. 612-729-8929. SPARBER
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