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Twin Town High (vol. 8) |
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Topics > Queen of Cuisine |
All about nature's pleasure ... food! |
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Parlez Vous French Meadow?
Wednesday 04 October @ 15:26:10 (Read: 2393) |
by CARLA WALDEMAR
If any of you were out of diapers and into Birkenstocks 20 years ago, you may remember how French Meadow hit the boards, selling painfully healthy, determinedly veggie fare to the tie-dyed sprouts-and-tofu crowd.
Lynn Gordon, a single mom who wanted to raise her kids on organic, additive-free food, launched the South Minneapolis bakery-cum-café in desperation. Not finding any, she created it. She bought a failing building in a then-dicey neighborhood, rehabbed it with blood, sweat and tears, and opened for business with a cigar box holding dollar bills for making change. By the end of that first day, she could afford to buy a cash register—and the rest is culinary history.
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Happy Aura
Friday 25 August @ 11:26:20 (Read: 2315) |
by CARLA WALDEMAR
I’m selling my kitchen.
I’ll keep the rest of the condo—I still need a place to work and sleep—but the stove can go. The fridge. The dishes. Now that I’ve discovered Aura, I won’t require them anymore.
The sweet little (really little) restaurant in Calhoun Square is where you’ll find me, making it my mission to work my way through its intriguing, urbane menu, the happy hour specials that just don’t end, and one of the most intelligent wine lists in the zip code. The staff is very pleasant, too—and I trust that I met all of them: the bartender, the waitress and the chef. (I told you it was tiny.)
It’s also out-and-out romantic: dark, cavernous booths that several couples had mistaken for a boudoir; a couple of black-clad, candlelit tables beside a mirrored wall; and a few more alfresco for catching the breeze and the buzz of Uptown.
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High Five!
Thursday 25 May @ 17:22:58 (Read: 2260) |
by Carla Waldemar
Minnesota is home base for food moguls General Mills, Land O’Lakes, Pillsbury, Hormel—fine fodder for keeping our Norwegians fit, but hardly likely to send a Michelin Guide spy racing in our direction. Yet we’re no longer flyover land for gallivanting gastronomes, either. In the past few months alone, we’ve witnessed the successful launch of such dining temples as La Belle Vie, Fugaise, 20.21 and Five. And the food snobs in New York are shaking off their disbelief: Five’s chef/owner, Stewart Woodman, can add Cover Boy to his resume; he’s pictured in his whites among Food & Wine magazine’s candidates for culinary sainthood
OK, full disclosure: Woodman’s from New York, originally lured here as head chef at Levain, the South Minneapolis neighborhood eatery where Steven Brown now ably carries the torch. But when Woodman and his wife decided to strike out on their own, did they skedaddle back to Manhattan? No, sir-ee. They were hooked. After a long, hot summer of rehabbing and rewriting menus, they opened their own place.
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