Join me for a little lunch. Or something. Sometimes.
When my sister turned 70 she wanted to shake things up. Have adventures. So she took up dumpster diving.
We pay good money to watch horror movies, when all we have to do is step outside.
Minnesotans understand a funnel cloud, a menacing sky, the gusts of wind that mean business.
Residents of Fishers, Indiana resorted to signs to divert covert lawn poopers.
You inspired me to buy a sausage maker, which I never ever used. As if I would, without you.
The truth is out there about the jar of pickles on the side of the road near Des Peres, Missouri.
Meh to the stiletto.
Collinwood, home to the Collins family, features gothic architecture and many candles in Dark Shadows Blue.
French poet, writer, and imp Apollinaire invented the calligramme. Minnesota’s famous shapes would make good calligrammes.
Red Wing, Minnesota is one of few places in the United States where you can train to repair and care for brass band instruments.
Lena and Mina were my grandmothers – Stearns County, Minnesota women who grew up and raised families in small towns around the Lake Wobegon Trail. Born in the USA, they spoke German and had German accents. As did my parents, who spoke only German until they went to school. As do some of my cousins, who have never lived anywhere but Stearns County. We’re quirky folks, like those in Garrison Keillor’s fictional Stearns town of Lake Wobegon. I’m Laurie Hilsgen, and if you’re reading this, you might be Wobegonian, too. Let’s celebrate our loony ways. Oh ja!
