20 May 2015

Join Me As I Begin to Salute the Women and Men in Silk and Lace Uniform

Join Me As I Begin to Salute the Women and Men in Silk and Lace Uniform

I anticipate that today I will begin what will grow to become a more public and frequent declaration of one of my favorite harmless infatuations. Bridesmaids. Oh, how I love a gaggle of ladies who have all agreed to wear the same dress and stand in front of a group of people. And, okay, I can’t […]

11 May 2015

My mother, the Green Hornet, and other notes of love

My mother, the Green Hornet, and other notes of love

Are you still feeling the glow of Mother’s Day? It was a glorious brunch filled day at the Pfister this past Sunday when good sons and daughters showered their moms with well deserved adoration. Me? I was out of town, there and I’m not 100% certain that my Mom even had a good cup of […]

28 Feb 2015

A Psychometric Questionairre

A Psychometric Questionairre

Yeah, humans are social creatures you know, we see faces inside clouds, fungus and tea stains. Children conduct full-length conversations with “pet” rocks and plush dinosaurs, then as adults, they still try to assign meaning to their frighteningly mysterious days through science, philosophy, religion, art, astrology or psychology. Pfister barista Desiree longs to crack the […]

24 Feb 2015

When you look at some modern art it can stump you.

When you look at some modern art it can stump you.

Barbara has been giving tours for the Milwaukee Art Museum over a half century. “When I first came to the museum, there were eight employees.” This January I started my fifty-second year. I retired when I was 50, but I’m still going in, teaching and working ‘cause I don’t want to sit at home. I […]

17 Jan 2015

We Ate Our Last Meal Together At The Pfister

We Ate Our Last Meal Together At The Pfister

We ate our last lunch together at the Pfister, buy cialis my Grandma and I and family, I wrote a story about it the other week, except then I did not know it would be our last meal when I sat next to Grandma and we both ordered the salmon salad from a booth in […]

1 Jan 2015

Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?

Wasn’t One of Our Ancestors a French Bishop Or Something?

Two of my second cousins are in town so my Grandma and Mom take us all out to a Monday noon lunch at the Pfister café. My cousin Courtney, lifelong Texas resident introduces us to her new husband, Michael who, to our collective delight is as Wisconsin as Green Bay where he was raised. Then […]