5 Jan 2011

Mapping a Model For Us

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There are so many songs about the open road, view taking a trip, beginning a journey or getting lost on a deserted highway. The first sunny day of spring, I always choose an Indigo Girls’ song that directs me to “get out the map, get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down.” Kit’s […]

31 Dec 2010

Ringing in the New

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“What are you doing New Year’s, rx New Year’s Eve?” is, as the song dictates, easily the “jackpot question.” And though the Pfister offers an incredible package filled with celebrations and bands and cocktails, so, too, does Milwaukee. Whenever I run into people at the Pfister (especially the notables with celebrity clout, sales and tell […]

29 Dec 2010

A Pfister is Born

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Here’s the thing about the Pfister: all of its history, thumb its massive holiday decorations, its formally dressed staff and its exquisite service can be intimidating, but in fact, the opposite is true. This morning, while having breakfast in a near-deserted café, I  felt like I was at home. The relaxed feel of a staff […]

24 Dec 2010

Where Grandmas Get Noticed…

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What I like the most about public places—the kind that allow for you to slow down and engage, health not the shop-till-you-drop big box stores or the endlessly-in-motion malls—is who you see gathering together there. I was one of the few (well, that’s a lie, there were many, as I’m sure retailers had hoped) who […]

21 Dec 2010

Everyday Celebrations

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One of my favorite things to do is toast and clink glasses. A simple “cheers” makes every gathering with friends feel like a celebration. During a time when finances are tight and jobs may be scarce, look celebrating seems harder to come by, which is why I get excited when I see others reveling in simple […]

17 Dec 2010

Seating for One

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There are so many corners to lose yourself in at the Pfister Hotel. Just when I think I’ve found the perfect nook, doctor I realize, there’s already a soft chair or couch there waiting for me—a clear demonstration that the staff at the Pfister know that cozy corners are a commodity. The thing is, as […]