Classic country music and sunlight fill Northeast Tattoo & Fadeaway Laser Removal. Art covers the golden-yellow walls and includes a hand-carved Indonesian Garuda sculpture, drawings by the shop’s three tattoo artists, and a large print of Il Sodoma’s “The Martyrdom of St. Sebastian.” It’s eclectic and warm, and feels more like a funky coffee shop than a tattoo parlor and federally HIPAA-compliant, Minnesota Board of Medical Practice-certified clinic.
The sign marking Georgia Totto O’Keeffe’s birthplace is even more unremarkable than the corn and soybean fields surrounding it. Discreetly tucked away near the intersection of Town Hall Drive and County Highway T, some three and a half miles southeast of downtown Sun Prairie, Wisconsin, it is dark blue with plain white lettering and so modest that I don’t notice it the first time I drive by.
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A battering ram of carbon dioxide punches me in the face and leaves me coughing for air. It’s been trapped inside its wooden tank prison for a little over two years now, the byproduct of a long, slow Berliner weisse fermentation, and it’s not wasting any time getting the hell out.
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It’s not Grand Marais’ cold snaps that trip up Stuart Long. Or the solitude. It’s the seagulls. “What the hell is a seagull doing in Minnesota?” the head brewer of Voyageur Brewing Company quips. “I don’t know; it’s weird, man.”
Stuart moved to Grand Marais two years ago after spending the majority of his 31 years living on the West Coast. He looks like a Californian, or at least not Minnesotan—something about his fast-paced, direct chatter raises a definite “not from here!” flag.
Few people know more about fermentation than Jace Marti. The 35-year-old assistant brewmaster and sixth-generation brewer officially started working at his family’s brewery, August Schell Brewing Company in New Ulm, Minnesota, when he was 18 years old. In 2017, he opened Starkeller Brewing Company, the Schell’s sour-beer facility and the first sour-only brewery in Minnesota. Now, he’s adding Black Frost Distilling Company to his resume.
Walking around Indeed Brewing Company’s barrel house, tucked just off Territorial Avenue between MN-280 and University Avenue, assistant brewer Cristina (Tina) Spurr points to chalk markings on a few of the hundreds of barrels racked four high and two deep along the walls. The numbers and letters are arranged in what look like unsolved algebra equations to the untrained eye but tell Tina exactly what she needs to know about each barrel.
The sounds, composed and designed by Cliff Caruthers, and set, designed by Michael Locher, of Guthrie Theater's “Frankenstein" don’t immediately register as ominous precursors to the impending performance. They are simply there, lurking in the background as people take their seats, flip through their programs, and chat while waiting for the play to begin. But both are just as important as any other player involved in bringing to the production to life.
It takes more than putting on a dress and squeezing into nylons and high heels to be a true drag queen. You have to know the history of it, the community of it, the art of it. You have to know who you are and who you’re hoping to become. You have to commit to being part of a larger family—a larger message—heart, soul, mind, and, (certainly) body. Most importantly, you’ve got to have balls—at least figuratively speaking.