The Woman Who Eats Cake Every Day
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The Woman Who Eats Cake Every Day

Debbie was working as a pastry chef when a customer came in wanting a cake like the one they saw in Martha Stewart Magazine. The customer said they’d been to every bakery in town, but no one would do it. Debbie was shocked to hear that, but the bakery where she worked was not properly […]

The Rock of the Day
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The Rock of the Day

There is a couple from Madison that comes here every year. They spend the week after thanksgiving sitting quietly side by side in the Pfister café, the wife with an unidentified electronic contraption, the husband with a book of games to solve. It is a docile, wintry afternoon, one in which everyone notices everyone else, […]

Too Old For Santa’s Knee
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Too Old For Santa’s Knee

The day after Thanksgiving, Santa makes an appearance at the Pfister Hotel the same evening as the annual Tree Lighting Ceremony.  That’s great, kids love the opportunity to tell the man direct what it is they wish for.  But what about everyone else?  Once you grow up you still want things.   And perhaps more […]

“What Are You Doing For Thanksgiving?”
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“What Are You Doing For Thanksgiving?”

  The following people shared their Thanksgiving Plans:   Name: Ariana Location: Artist studio Context: One Pfister Artist Niki’s interns, Arianna spent her day crocheting condoms into upholstery for Niki’s fainting couch. “I’m going to my fake aunt’s house. I actually met her on the bus, the green line by the Pick ‘N Save on […]

Employee Benefit Implementors Ruminate While Sipping Glog
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Employee Benefit Implementors Ruminate While Sipping Glog

The following monologue was created from a conversation I had with two women as they waited for Val to serve them some hot glog. Note: multiple voices and perspectives speak as one.   We’re not down here too often we work in Brookfield and have clients here so we’re not here usually for drinking except […]

Sevens And Apples
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Sevens And Apples

  Right now in the Mystery that is the Pfistery, there is a basket out in the lobby a tisket, a tasket of apples, all sized small enough to keep inside my blazer pocket my pocket’s apple is named King David cause I’m told these are King David’s Apples an heirloom variety individually selected by […]

Shrunken Heads of Old Men & Angels of Light Hibiscus
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Shrunken Heads of Old Men & Angels of Light Hibiscus

  Each time I go to work someone from the staff is bound to show me something.   Once, Rick the bellhop tells me about his boston terrier, Mugsy. “She grows more and more into a creature every day, and less like a dog. She has creature tendencies.” Such as? “She makes crazy noises.” I […]

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Eavesdropping in the Pfister

I am sitting in Blu by myself so that no one will distract me as I eavesdrop in on the conversations. Some old ladies are giggling about martinis. An old man is taking all the plush chairs away from my table to build a nest for all his companions. One of them asks, “How was […]

A Love Letter From the Man With a Kind Smile
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A Love Letter From the Man With a Kind Smile

One day I’m typing in the lobby when a man approaches me. He has a kind face, one that appears illuminated from within by what I’d guess to be a gentle, prolonged love relationship. He just looks easeful and friendly. He inquires as to what I’m doing with a typewriter. When I tell him that […]