You know, when I moved to Winona 16 years ago, the chief complaint I heard from everyone was that there was no fine dining in Winona. At the time it was pretty much true – if you wanted a linen…
This town is so cool. Everybody has Fridays, right? Yeah, big deal. Winona takes that whole Friday thing to a new level with its Fringe Fridays, occasional cut-loose-and-get-around-town days that spring up to fill art galleries and coffee houses and…
So I was at a little shindig this week at the Winona County History Center with about the biggest group of tourism movers and shakers this community has seen, and in between meatballs and Summit we paused to give a…
No, this is not a post about horror movies, silly. It’s a post about music, namely the Midwest Music Fest, although I realize my Sound of Music reference title might be dating me a bit. Yeah, I am outside the…
It’s beginning to look a lot like spring out there, and you know what that means… You’re right. I’m totally lying. It doesn’t look like spring at all, in fact it still looks a lot like December, which means we…
So I was up in the Twin Cities last weekend with a cadre of newspaper people, and I was reminded all over again how special this place we live in is. Inevitably when I go to gatherings around the state…
I know – when you think of Winona you think of all our historic buildings, our hip arts offerings, our big beautiful frozen river, and how gorgeous this place is in the summer and fall. Well here’s a little secret…
Steamy. That’s a pretty good word for this summer. It’s been the kind of hot where a mist hangs over the river in the morning and clings to the bluffs because the air is so fat with moisture there is…
Well let me tell you. People drove all the way from the Twin Cities last week just to see what was going on at Winona’s levee thanks to a home run by Visit Winona. That home run was attracting replicas…
I love it when people have good ideas. I extra love it when those good ideas become something real and wonderful. We in Winona love our river, our bluffs and our arts – they are like the heartbeat of this…
