Family Mysteries

It was early afternoon on Sunday and Floggin’ Brews was pretty quiet.  It was the fifth Sunday of the month, so there weren’t any munches scheduled.  And we don’t serve food, so we don’t get much of a lunch crowd, especially on Sundays.  But a few people usually wander in after lunch to enjoy a […]

Stopping By the Bar On a Snowy Evening

T.S. Eliot declared that “April is the cruelest month,” but he never lived through a Minnesota winter.  January is the cruelest, hands down, because you know that spring is still so far away.  And because things tend to break when it gets really cold or really snowy.  Things like the electrical grid. It was snowing […]

Strangers in a Strange Land, Part 2

Was a time I did not believe in The Inexplicable.  You know, the things that people call “supernatural” or “miraculous.”  Ghosts.  The Fay.  Angels. Mythology. But that was before I started working at Floggin’ Brews.  The Inexplicable happens here on a regular basis, and I’d kind of gotten used to it.   For instance, I half-expected […]

The Best Gifts

Snow was falling slowly outside the windows of Floggin’ Brews.  What with the holiday decorations, the place felt like the inside of a Christmas card.  Okay, a kinky Christmas card. Boss seemed to be thoroughly enjoying Her tree.  She had added to the original red paracord decorations by finding small sparkly objects — a bottlecap, […]

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 […]

Decorating

It was after Thanksgiving and barely December when I finally asked Mikhel about whether Floggin’ Brews was going to be decorated for the holidays. “I haven’t discussed it with Boss.  What do you think?” I hadn’t expected to be consulted, but I always have opinions.  “I think it would be great.  It’s so dark outside, […]

Coming Out

It’s never too busy on a Tuesday evening, so I noticed Rick as soon as he walked in the door. Rick had been a fellow server at Bibi’s, the bar I worked at before I found Floggin’ Brews. Or maybe Floggin’ Brews found me. “Rick! Pull up a chair and tell me how you’ve been!” […]