Visitor's to Minneapolis often remark about how much drinking goes on here.Down on Skid Row by Johnny Rex
They point out the few remaining buildings with any character downtown (There are really only one half a blocks worth left) and remark, "What happens in there?" but seldom wander inside.
And I'm glad.
Because, I tend to tipple in these places, to get away from the suits, the college kids, the convention goers, and the suburban sports fans. I enjoy cheap, stiff drinks, earnest conversation, and little or no distraction from either. It's a slice of heaven.
If I had a time machine, I would go back to skid row. Perhaps I'd see my grandpa brawling outside The Sourdough. He worked for the railroad. And from what I hear, he liked to get into his cups.
Enjoy this little slice of permanent happy hour. I hope it makes you as thirsty as it makes me.
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