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Finally! A Way to Spend More Money on Dinner and Be Important

If you’re like me and have been searching for ways to boost your I matter-ness, it’s a relief to know someone finally cares about us. It’s CelebrityTables, and it goes like this: Pay a premium to book top tables at prime hours, then feel good about your faux clout and…

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Radar: Gastro Non Grata

Gastro Non Grata was Sunday night. It’s Wednesday. But it kicked enough epicurean ass to still be on my mind. Founder Craig Drehmel was pretty pleased, too. “How long did it take us? Seven shows?” he marveled. Sunday’s gig at the Triple Rock affirmed a winning formula: local meat,…

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The Case For Cheese

Things are trending downward. Bailout bills aren’t passing, one kertrillion dollars vamoosed from Wall Street, and in my house on Main Street, I’ve got a marital ache called monetary discord. What’s next? Plastic in my chocolate? My gawd!

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At times like these, when defenestrating myself feels reasonable and possibly prudent,…

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Thyme and Solitude

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Last Saturday night, I found myself alone, broke, and hungry. It was only a temporary slump—husband out of town, I just bought a summer blanket and Euro shams, and it was dinnertime—but still, as someone who cherishes alone time, I was surprised to feel so, well, lonesome. I needed something delicious, fast. Luckily…

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Walleye, Frangelico, and Other Bad Ideas

I can’t even tell you how much walleye I’ve eaten lately. My gut-stretching bender of fillets, fritters, strips, sliders, and cakes has been research for an upcoming Mpls.St.Paul Magazine feature. I began as a walleye nostalgist, eager to rekindle taste memories of a saltine-crusted fish and my dad’s stories of the way things were. Now that I’m more of a realist, I’ve gotta say: The…

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