My Mother-in-Law’s Day-Drinking Tour 2016: From St. Paul and Over the St. Croix

Remember how innocent the first one was? It was just my mother-in-law and myself, "beerin'" around Hudson for eight hours or so. We liked beers, we disliked beers, we overate, maybe we slurred words a bit,...

My Mother-in-Law’s Day-Drinking Tour 2015: Now it’s a Party

Oh, you didn't know? One day every year, my mother-in-law puts me in charge of a day-drinking excursion and tips beers back wherever I bring her. Year one featured a rampage through Hudson restaurants and breweries. This brave soul, who hadn't touched...

Day-Drinking with my Mother-in-Law and Other Things I Don’t Even Remotely Regret

Before Saturday, my dear mother-in-law hadn't bellied up to a bar in over 30 years. She touches beer less frequently than I touch the skin behind my ears. Even her drink of choice, wine,...

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