We were really at Cedar Cultural Center – being spirited away on the waves of infectious Cuban rhythms. But then we found ourselves at Palmer’s – a Minneapolis dive bar institution I’d somehow never stepped inside before. Nothing like a little Saturday night surrealism. Palmer’s was worth the wait.
We finally got a chance to visit the new Surly Destination Brewery yesterday – a sprawling industrial complex full of gigantic shiny vats, black t-shirts, and happy people drinking beer. There’s also a full kitchen cranking out all kinds of yummy snacks at a fast and FURIOUS (couldn’t resist) pace. I recommend the brussels sprouts.