Everest on Grand

Everest on Grand

A family cultivates a soaring dream on the southeast corner of Grand Avenue at Syndicate Street, supporting three generations with a business that builds bridges between Saint Paul and the traditional tastes of Nepal. That’s where the Sharmas, who initially came...
Notes on the Winter Carnival Medallion Hunt

Notes on the Winter Carnival Medallion Hunt

Just about the time our Vikings’ season is over, all of the grass is covered by snow. The mornings of scraping the ice off your windshield have become repetitive. It’s getting to the coldest time of the year. Thanks to the great City of Saint Paul,...
Poem: Landscape

Poem: Landscape

I drive across the High Bridge with Saint Paul sprawling before me, built on hills like Rome itself. I see the cathedral piercing the sky and think of its domed interior, its mysterious recesses and imagine it imploding, collapsing into the nave, and how the hills of...
Poem: Riding the 16

Poem: Riding the 16

Forty-five minutes in the 2000s Is enough time to write A small book of poems But they never seem to come Until you’re furthest away from a pen. It must be the rhythm of the skyline: The faces of strangers grow more familiar Yet as nameless as a Somalian maiden...
Saint Paul Curling Club—A Primer

Saint Paul Curling Club—A Primer

I’d driven by the two-story white stucco building with the Saint Paul Curling Club (SPCC) sign on it at 470 Selby Avenue many times, wondering, “What the hell goes on there?” I must admit, I’m suspicious of anybody who considers sweeping a...