May Day

Part 1 May 1st was a warm spring day, with plenty of sunshine. With so many things having gone wrong in the previous 16 months, the day felt like maybe a harbinger of better things to come. I was awake before dawn; my bout of COVID did not kill my circadian urges. I had not […]

Mikhel’s Tale

It is a bitterly cold night, even by my standards. Tortu doesn’t get quite as cold as Minneapolis, and the wind in the Twin Cities can cut through you. I was bundled tight, but not tight enough to keep the shivers out. I let myself in quietly through the back door. We keep a light […]

The best is yet to come

This is Grete Kask. I am Mikhel’s aunt (his mother is my sister), and I want to update everyone as to what is happening. First, the bad news: Flogging Brews closed, due to a combination of situations that culminated in Mikhel’s having to lock the doors of the bar. (Most of you, I am sure, […]

“Build it, and they will come.”

One of the joys of running just a bar is not having to muck about with food. Offering food requires more storage, more resources, more chances of spoilage, a kitchen, additional licensing and inspections, etc., etc., etc. One of the sorrows of running just a bar is that people want food that you cannot supply […]

Just what we need

It was a busy, busy night at Floggin’ Brews yesterday. There were two munches back-to-back in the loft, and a private party used the Theatre. The place was shaping up nicely as a neighborhood watering hole as well, and I was gratified to learn that we had just a bit of the Callahan touch to […]