It felt good to stop in at Floggin’ Brews today.  The sun was shining, temperatures are getting warmer, and we’re a month out from reopening the place.  It’s been quite a year.  I’d asked Brita and Mercy to join me for an afternoon of cleaning, in anticipation of Opening Day.  Brita bounced in the back […]

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, […]

Happy Returns

It was mid-afternoon and not too busy at Floggin’ Brews. I was taking the opportunity to clean off and restock the liquor shelves behind the bar. It was tedious work, but a chore I enjoyed: the shelves were lit in a way that made the bottles glow, and the arrangement of shelves and bottles always […]

A Brush with Authority

You can tell a lot about a person by how they wipe off a table. Floggin’ Brews has a policy that you can reclaim a dollar if you return your glass to the bar and wipe off your own table. It doesn’t matter if you’ve had one beer or five, you got a dollar credit […]

Got Your Back

I never knew quite what to think of Boss. She was an elegant orange tabby and friendly enough, but She seemed to know things that cats do not ordinarily know. Like how to supervise a crowded room. I’d seen Her brush up against a leg, or jump onto a table, or meow, at exactly the […]

Scene Work

Tori and Kohm were both handy with rope. And floggers. And canes, and whips, and other impact implements. But mostly, Tori and Kohm liked things that go “zap” – specifically, violet wands and E-stim units. I first saw them do a scene at the EARLY party. They were creative, I’ll give them that. The scene […]

Falling Into Place

It was around 5:30 on a Wednesday, and Floggin’ Brews was already moderately busy. I was taking care of the far end of the bar, with Mikhel closer to the door. A guy in his mid-thirties came in with five or six contemporaries, and they huddled over the beer list near Mikhel. I didn’t pay […]


I took a deep breath, let it out, and tried to stand a little bit taller as I opened the door to Floggin’ Brews for my first official day on the job. I wore the FB “uniform” – a blue shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and a pair of khaki pants. I had […]