Walking around Lake Harriet I happened upon a pop-up yoga class this morning. I happily joined in, stretching in nature. Where else could you take a free outdoor yoga class? The Bay Area, somewhere in Vermont, Mt. Desert Island in actual summer?
I noticed that small sailboats are now moored close to shore. I’m always listening for interesting conversations around the three-mile lake, today as flat as a pancake.
“A month in Istanbul” I heard a man say to his partner. Sure, I would enjoy that, but for now there’s so much going on in Minneapolis.
Heading home from Lake Harriet I stopped at the busy Farmers’ Market, starting its season, which is a five-minute stroll from our house. Where else could I buy farm-fresh garlic scallions and a mixed bag of “zesty greens?”
Our sweet little yard
I’ll admit that I’ve underestimated Minneapolis, complaining that I don’t like big cities (Minneapolis is the largest I have lived in) or freeway driving (Passive-aggressive drivers abound).
Unlike my beloved Mt. Desert Island, Maine a real spring explodes here. A cause for celebration, indeed!
When I posted the recent “36 Hours in Minneapolis” in the New York Times, I lamented having only partaken of six or seven places/restaurants mentioned, since I’ve only lived here for close to three years.
The article noted the fancy Spoon and Stable that closed about a year ago. Who knows what else no longer exists in this city? https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2024/05/02/travel/things-to-do-minneapolis.html?unlocked_article_code=1.pk0.U5s1.MGMpVVBMQDmJ&smid=url-share
So I decided to offer readers a very abbreviated take on this Midwestern metropolis. First of all, we live in lovely Linden Hills, its own village in the big city, which suits me well.
Of course I’ve been to the famous Guthrie Theater. I worked there as an usher my first year living in the Big City. Later this afternoon we’re attending a 10,000 Things production of “The Spitfire Grill.” Eight out of ten plays I’ve seen this small company produce have been superb. In addition, 10,000 Things brings its phenomenal productions free to community centers and to local prisons. Culture is alive and well!
Following today’s play we’re heading to Quang’s, a much touted family run Vietnamese restaurant, for more than thirty-three. I’ve never been but Asian food establishments in Minneapolis are the best, and so diverse, including Hmong, Korean, Thai, Vietnamese, and Asian fusion (I’m probably forgetting others at the moment. The shrimp toast at Hai Hai is to die for).
Mill Valley, our favorite happy hour restaurant has upped its prices it’s still worth it. Where can you get the most scrumptious Thai wings for $6? And I swear, its on-tap Prosecco is the tastiest anywhere.
Last week we attended six films at the Minneapolis Film Society’s International Film Fest at the Main Cinema (Tucson pals, check out “Limbo” and “Mountain Boy” if they come to the Loft). This week the Linden Hills Ladies Libation Society will visit the fabulous Minneapolis Institute of Art, with lunch afterward at Heather’s (perhaps to uphold the group’s name I’ll have a glass of wine, followed by a mid-afternoon nap).
If you care to know, which you probably don’t, next Sunday I’ll attend theMinnesota Children’s Theater’s production of “Frog and Toad” with my two grandkids, their other grandmother who’s called Tammy, and my son. I haven’t been happy with earlier plays I’ve seen there with my grandkids, but I’ll give them another chance.
How can I leave this brief Minneapolis story without divulging the headline on the front page of today’s Star Tribune: “77 Families ask, Where is Justice?” In addition to the horror of George Floyd’s murder, “a deadly era has left Minneapolis with a bitter backlog of unsolved homicides.” An unconscionable situation.
I’m happy to say that Minnesota possesses a fully Democratic State Government, and supports a woman’s right to reproductive freedom; “If you don’t support abortion, don’t have one!” I’ll stop there.
I would love a month in Istanbul, probably my favorite foreign city (I haven’t been to Paris in thirty-one years). Even for a short one-week visit, I’m excited to return to Maine for a week in June.
Meanwhile, It’s time to set tiny snapdragon, tomato, dill, purple basil, marigold, and lobelia plants in the welcoming ground out front. There’s nothing like mucking around in the dirt.