I like to think of Wisconsin as the High Five State, perched as it is in the center of the Midwest, with its little Door County thumb perpetually extended in a happy greeting.
This weekend, our friendly neighbor to the west, high-fived us right back with a spectacular weekend we’ll be treasuring for some time.
During one day alone, we enjoyed a kayak ride through Lake of the Isle that was so pretty I’m saving it for a separate post. We tasted fresh milled flour in homemade strawberry rhubarb bread at the Saturday Farmer’s Market; gave a standing ovation to an excellent production of West Side Story at the gorgeous Guthrie Theatre; saw a spectacular fireworks display over the Mississippi River as part of the city’s Auquatennial Celebration; and caught a trio of South African folk singers and a talented South African Dance Troupe as part of “Music for Mandela,” the July Sommerfest celebration at Orchestra Hall.
Sunday morning we headed down to mass at the Basilica of Saint Mary, the first basilica in the country, hilariously followed by Bloody Marys at Hell’s Kitchen (Saucy slogan: Our Food is damn good), a swing dance brunch Aster’s, and a group bike ride along the river to Minnehaha Park.
I’ll say this for you, Minnesota: You know how to host a summer party!
Best of all, as always, were the people with whom we got to celebrate a perfect summer weekend — Vince, me, our son Vinnie, his girlfriend Danni, her mom Deanna, dad Jeff and brother Luke.
Thanks for the 10,000 smiles, Minnesota. We’re high fiving right back atcha.