12 Aug 2017

We Turn the Pages: Our Pfister Book Club Meets Again!

We Turn the Pages: Our Pfister Book Club Meets Again!

I gave an important disclaimer to our first month’s book club participants about my August selection: the first half of the novel is pretty dark, but if you continue through to the end, the author achieves well-earned hopefulness in a book so rich you’ll never forget it. For many of the 29 people who found […]

14 Jul 2017

One for the Books

One for the Books

Last night, 30 of us gathered together for the first ever Pfister book club. It felt like the start of something rich. There could not have been a place more perfectly suited to discussing Amor Towles’s A Gentleman in Moscow, which is completely set in a grand hotel, than the historic Pfister Mezzanine. We, like […]

8 Jul 2017

Local Charms

Local Charms

Too many Milwaukee natives are living right outside the Pfister’s famed red awning and miss out on the history, fun, grandeur, and amazing food, art, music and cocktails this place is packed with. Maybe we don’t think to stay in a hotel when our own bed is a few miles away, we mistakenly think Blu […]

2 Jul 2017

These Small Details

These Small Details

If a writer stops observing, he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed. -Ernest Hemingway I think of Hemingway tonight, a larger-than-life character who penned such simple and astonishing sentences. I imagine him keenly observing the life happening around him in bars in Key West, Cuba and Paris. I sit at the […]

30 Jun 2017

We Told Too Many People!

We Told Too Many People!

Kris is lamenting a traffic jam in paradise. She and her husband recently drove Maui’s Road to Hana, which is 64 miles of hairpin turns around a cliff edge. If someone is barreling the other way or if you just aren’t entirely comfortable maneuvering a rental car over a harrowing, razor-thin one-way road, you stand […]

14 Jun 2017

Creativity Comes in the Morning

Creativity Comes in the Morning

This morning, I return to these things: bacon, eggs, smoky coffee. The ting of fork on plate. The warming mid-morning light. I’m sitting by myself to soak up the quiet in the café, but two tables over, Carol beams. She exudes a calm joy that I need this morning. A jewelry designer, she proudly shows […]