The Pfister Narrator

We’ll Always Have Paris so Let Me Tell You About a Loo with a View

Eloise had a lot of reasons to be entranced by a life as a denizen of the famed Plaza Hotel. Room service, battling wits with Mr. Salomone, her trippy little turtle Skipperdee, and the view from the tippy-top floor of a grand hotel were just a few of the…

06 Jul 8:10 AM 0 Read More...

A Dearth of Drips at Water Summit 2015

Today, the Pfister Hotel is swarming with guests who are excited about the opening day of Summerfest.

So, let’s talk about the most important thing about Summerfest.

Water.

One thing that you pick up on after spending some time at the Pfister is that this hotel is not just…

24 Jun 1:47 PM 0 Read More...

Wine Is on My Side, Yes it Is

You may or may not have heard that there is a group of AARP eligible musicians playing in Milwaukee tonight at the Marcus Amphitheater. And lest you think that I’m hobnobbing with Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Charlie Watts and Ron Wood right now, fear not. Those cats are too…

23 Jun 5:36 PM 1 Read More...

The Earl of Soggy Sandwich

“We have great meat in our sandwich, but the bread is pretty soggy.”

Now how can you fault a guy for eavesdropping on a conversation with that line?

One of the realities of being a writer who spends his time seeking out drama and intrigue and laughs and pretty bridesmaids…

22 Jun 9:38 PM 0 Read More...

Of Fathers and Sons and Hugs

Joe and Simon hugged themselves into a booth at the Café at the Pfister on a Saturday afternoon. They stopped for a quick nosh before scrubbing up for a wedding on the 7th floor. These gents looked like they had invented hugging, and I was immediately impressed.

I watched this…

21 Jun 8:48 AM 0 Read More...

Art and Stuff? I Mean, What Do I Know?

I’m not a cultural critic. I mean, what do I know?

I’m just a guy who hangs out in classy hotels with his mouth open in awe most of the time.

Case in point…at the opening of Biography of a Stitch, the first show in the Pfister…

16 Jun 11:36 AM 0 Read More...

How to Dig Yourself Into a Hole of Uncomfortable Depth in Under Sixty Seconds

The standard question to ask when you see a gathering of three young ladies in the Lobby Lounge with a few drinks backed up in front of themselves and one of those young ladies is wearing a bridal veil is, “So when are you getting married?”

I asked the standard…

12 Jun 4:14 PM 0 Read More...

Regular Regulators Regulating Regularly

There is a certain juvenile streak in me that really, really makes it hard to stop from asking one of the participants at the Mid-America Regulatory Commissioners Conference, “So what do you do to keep everyone regular?”

But, I have a sense of decorum. I wear bow ties. And…

11 Jun 10:06 AM 0 Read More...

Look Away If You Can’t Stand a Love Story

I would like to warn all you cold-hearted pragmatists out there that I’m about to tell you a love story about people taking their time to find one another. You can cease reading now if you need to iron or sort your recycling.

But if you have even…

10 Jun 8:10 AM 0 Read More...

Drawn Out from Drawing the Eye

Jerry and Mary Ann were still, focused, steely almost. Their eyes were shooting lasers at the painting on the wall. Art. It brings out the best in your eyeballs.

I found Jerry and Mary Ann as I stopped by Resident Artist Todd Mrozinski’s studio to ask him a question…

08 Jun 2:59 PM 0 Read More...

It Is Never Too Late for the Wrap Party

Leda raises a glass of white wine to her lips and smiles as the crisp, cold vino finally makes its way down her throat. It’s been a long, long wait, and she is savoring the moment as the glimmering lights of the Milwaukee skyline serve as her backdrop.

Leda…

07 Jun 4:48 PM 0 Read More...

The Brunchers, or Mooning Over Each Other and Some Eggs

As a baby, Ted screamed during his christening party some 73 years ago filling the 7th floor with bouncing baby echoes.

As a boy Ted walked to school past the entrance to the Pfister every day in awe of the obvious grandeur inside.

As a man of distinction, Ted wisely…

03 Jun 2:58 PM 0 Read More...

I Get Interviewed About Being an Interviewer

Today, no audio post that I create in my hackneyed semi-professional way (but with all the charm of some old time radio huckster, of course). No, today we leave the audio to the real professionals, the real radio men and women who elevate good discussion and tell us all…

29 May 3:05 PM 0 Read More...

Lesson Number One: Always Talk to the Mustachioed Rapscallion

I happily made the acquaintance of a mustachioed rapscallion named Farley as I was sauntering through the Pfister’s lobby.

Farley runs with a crew of real quick wits. I asked questions, they gave me the straight dope; it was all very polite. Basically, Farley and his gaggle are like…

27 May 8:10 AM 0 Read More...

The Big Ideas Make the Small Moments Soar on Memorial Day

It is Memorial Day and I would like to take a moment to tell you what that has meant during the lead up week to this holiday at the Pfister.

Everyday when you pull into the Pfister parking garage, a succulent smell of great cooking hits you as you open…

25 May 12:16 PM 0 Read More...

Let Me Help You Do Your Crossword Puzzle Through Deceit and Unfair Play

While it is true that guests come and go from the Pfister on a daily basis, there are also plenty of good souls who you can classify as Pfister regulars.

The formidable Barbara Brown Lee who has knowledge about the visual art world that could fill many volumes of thick…

22 May 11:26 AM 0 Read More...

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…

20 May 3:05 PM 0 Read More...

The Post In Which I Go To A Ladies Luncheon and Find This One Guy

There was a ladies-only luncheon happening at the Pfister last week. Lots of smart, successful, gorgeous women were dressed in red and came together for the American Heart Association’s 2015 Milwaukee Go Red for Women luncheon.

And this guy.

I don’t mean to treat this guy like…

18 May 4:35 PM 0 Read More...

Breaking Bread and Telling Tales

As I come upon the Harry and Rose Samson Family Jewish Community Center’s setup for their KidShare 2015 gala at the Pfister, I can tell immediately there is a good party in the works.

Typically during setup for these types of events, its not unusual to see harried minions…

15 May 5:26 PM 0 Read More...

The Crumbs of My Shame

I just made a complete fool out of myself for the gazing eyes of the Pfister public, and boy was it tasty.

Call it hubris, call it horrifying, call it so astonishing that you have to shake your head in my general direction. However you slice it, I’m relieved…

13 May 8:00 PM 0 Read More...

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, and I’m not 100% certain that my Mom…

11 May 5:30 PM 1 Read More...

Abraham Lincoln was a lawyer, you know

I make it a habit to never ask another man in a suit if he’s packing heat. So far, this choice has served me very well.

But it was hard, I mean REALLY, REALLY hard not to go up to the guy in the suit I noticed on the…

08 May 9:58 AM 0 Read More...

She had me at "cheeseburger"

Maybe it’s because I’m a sucker for blondes, but something told me I was gonna love a certain couple of ladies who lunch.

You can tell just by looking at someone that they have that unmistakable something-something called soul. And you don’t get soul by shutting…

06 May 10:07 AM 0 Read More...

Rules of My Engagement

Hello. And, boy, am I happy you’re reading.

Whenever I start a venture I like to understand the rules of the engagement.

Please note, however, that I haven’t said that I like to follow the rules.

Oh dear me, no.

That’s not necessarily my path. But if…

04 May 8:15 AM 9 Read More...

Toodle-loo.

My term as Pfister Narrator is about to expire.  A bell is sounding.  A cane is coming to pull my waist off the stage.  A gong is sounding.  Ladies are booing, children are throwing popcorn at me, but I do not want to leave my flaming hula hoop.

I still…

29 Apr 11:23 PM 0 Read More...
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