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Oh happy day!

26 Jun


Today, the Supreme Court of the United States of America made the right call. The best call. The call for love.

This is important for all Americans, regardless of your sexual orientation, because it’s one tiny step towards the equality the Constitution grants to us as human beings. Not to say that equality has ever been followed to the letter (ahem #blacklivesmatter), but it’s a step, and one that makes us burst with joy and pride for all our friends around the country who can now publicly express their love, if they so desire, by joining the ranks of the married.

…and please never forget these amazing people, who continued and pushed forward the conversation and understanding of what it means to love someone.


Don’t recognize them? That’s Mildred and Richard Loving. In June of 1967, their case ended the ban on interracial marriage. Thanks for the good fight.

…and last, via the lovely Peter Lochner


Rock the Garden – Day 2 – June 21, 2015

23 Jun

By: Gabby Coll
Photos by: Justin Sengly

IMG_7685The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger, Sean Lennon’s musical project with significant other Charlotte Kemp Muhl, opened up day two of Rock The Garden – the field filled up quickly long before their set started, an impressive feat given the eight hours ahead for concertgoers. It’s easy to see the influence the ubiquitous Lennon Sr. has had on his son musically (anyone else think “Poor Paul Getty” bears a striking resemblance to “Being For The Benefit of Mr. Kite“?), and it might not help that physically, Sean looks like a carbon copy of his father infused with elements of his mother, Yoko Ono. But, there is no doubt that Lennon the younger has broken new ground and forged a successful music career for himself, staying true to this influence while managing to make it his own. This is perhaps in part due to multi-instrumentalist Muhl and Lennon’s collaborative process. GOASTT has taken the current obsession with light psychedelic rock (think Tame Impala and Flaming Lips) to new levels, with dense and intricate lyrics, and just enough mystique. The set on Sunday was cut off early – met with a booing chorus – and ended with an impressive standing ovation, even from those seated comfortably on blankets.




It’s no doubt that J.D. McPherson has quickly become modern day America’s roots sweetheart – hearkening back to classic 50s rhythm and blues, McPherson and his band fully embrace and embody the appropriation, slicked hair and all (though the hair didn’t last too long in the sweaty heat). They pull at our heartstrings, and on Sunday they showed us what they know how to do and what we love about them; a boogying good time. McPherson is sweet and likeable, with just enough dorkiness to complement his rockabilly performance. His is a simplistic view of classic American roots, but it’s easy to understand how McPherson gets 8,000+ people dancing and clapping along on a blazing Sunday afternoon with that rambling rock n’ roll voice.



Seun Kuti and the Egypt 80 brought some much-needed color to an otherwise monochromatic lineup; it’s about time Rock The Garden feature an artist from the African continent. Like Lennon, Seun Kuti has inherited the legacy of an incredibly influential father, in this case Fela Kuti, founder of Afrobeat and iconic figure in the international music scene, and, like Lennon, Kuti has made a name for himself in his own right.IMG_8471

After an extensive and dedicated introduction of each performer in the band, Egypt 80 introduced the first song with the words “when we came into this world, we were naked, and when we leave, we are naked,” setting the tone for the intensively significant lyrics that are central in most of Kuti’s songs. The entire set was a party, only made more potent by the political and profound words in Kuti’s lyrics; at one moment he empowered us all by introducing a song with the words “I want to inspire all kinds of women…women are supposed to change the world, too.” Full band and drums invited everyone to move in passionate release along with Kuti, though it was apparent that the Minnesotans in the crowd were not entirely sure what to do with themselves. They tried, at least, and the whole hour of Kuti’s set was an uproarious celebration of life, rhythm, and beauty, set against a backdrop of the fading Minneapolis sunset.



To say that this reunion was highly anticipated is a gross understatement. A Babes in Toyland reunion seemed too good to be true (and the trio themselves denied the possibility for a long time), so when the announcement was made that they would be back on stage together for Rock The Garden this year, Sunday’s lineup quickly became a hot ticket for veteran Minneapolis music lovers. I, as a mere 22-year old and non Babes in Toyland superfan (though an avid admirer), felt out of place because I wasn’t totally transcendently overtaken by excitement – I did not have the fortune of growing up during prime Riot Grrrl years. But damn, these women are fierce. It was like they were made to be onstage together, and like they didn’t actually take an 18-year break from performing. Lori Barbero is one of the meanest drummers I’ve ever witnessed, totally in her element atop that drum kit; Kat Bjelland a wolf ferociously howling and shredding her guitar; and bassist Maureen Herman an understated (in comparison to her bandmates) powerhouse. The Minnesotans in the mosh pit lost it, to say the least, and Chris Riemenschneider literally stole my words when he instagrammed a photo of Barbero and Bjelland with the caption “Palpable excitement.”


The closing act for a full Rock The Garden weekend made a thunderous entrance – literally. There were simulated rain sounds, fog machines galore, and thunder – to an engrossed and loving field of fans. This particular act may have been a gamble given that they haven’t performed in a while, but it quickly became apparent that this was no issue. The boisterous orchestration, stellar light show, and theatrics made it a perfect closing set for an outdoor concert; just big enough to make sure we were all engrossed and entertained, but not so big that it was overdone. It became clear that this was the act many people had showed up for. Most songs had pretty much everyone around me singing along passionately, and I even saw several skipping/dancing to the beat down the hillside pathway. Modest Mouse treated us to their hits right off the bat – “The World At Large” and “Lampshades on Fire” – and closed out the evening with an encore befitting of the day – “The Good Times Are Killing Me.



Rock the Garden – Day 1 – June 20, 2015

23 Jun

By: Gabby Coll
Photos by: Justin Sengly



The youngest act to play Rock The Garden to date, producer Psymun and vocalists Bobby Raps, Allan Kingdom, and Spooky Black, collectively known as Thestand4rd, showed their chops to an enthusiastic crowd of early RTG attendees – a telltale sign these kids have already rallied a devoted following. Spooky Black – visibly the most uncomfortable (in the most endearing way) onstage – proved his vocal prowess, droning soulful and slightly haunting melodies over Psymun’s driving rhythms, contrasting Bobby Raps’ driving flow and Allan Kingdom’s signature falsetto. The boys bantered easily with each other, giving just enough back to their audience to keep them engaged. Though they may be relatively new to performing (this is not to say that they haven’t made their mark on the Minnesota music scene already), their chemistry and ease with one another already shows promising potential for the future of this group of genre-blending artists.



Blazing sunshine and 80-degree heat did not deter an impeccably dressed and stylishly symmetrical Lucius from delivering their sweet melodies and sugary pop gems. With immaculately coiffed red hair and matching bright yellow dresses, Jess Wolfe and Holly Laessig delivered powerful harmonies with ease and grace, backed by Dan Molad, Peter Lalish and Andrew Burri dressed in crisp white suits. Providing just enough oomph to rally a dancing crowd, the group treated us to all of the hits from their Wildewoman, including “Tempest” right off the bat, and closing out with “Turn it Around” and “Genevieve.” With just enough spirit, a sprinkling of sweet banter, and excellent vocals, they showed us what a really good girl group looks like.

[As a bonus, before their set, the band perused the Walker special exhibition International Pop to see Evelyne Axell’s Ice Cream – the piece used as the cover of their first album]



I had my doubts about Courtney Barnett. I can now safely say that these doubts have been effectively eliminated. Barnett was meant to be onstage, droning her witty lyrics in that compellingly drawling voice. Her ability to make the most banal statements (“Last week I turned 24/you don’t call me anymore”) seem poetic and of significance has put her at the forefront of the international music scene, and for good reason. At RTG, she proved us right. Barnett has impressive presence onstage, even with her signature deadpan performance (the delivery via those piercing blue eyes may have something to do with it). Finding an excellent balance between ebb and flow throughout her set, she knows when to be on and when to let her guitar or her backing musicians do the talking. If the reviews of Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit are any indication, this babe of the contemporary rock scene has much in store



Nebraska native Conor Oberst is a veteran to the Minneapolis music scene, and his appearance at RTG was overdue. By this point in the day, most everyone was pretty drained from the blaring sun, but it became clear that a good chunk of the attendees were here to see Oberst. I’m going to be honest, I’m not his biggest fan. I find his lyrics to be contrived (“We got a problem with no solution/But to love, love, love and to be loved”), his melodies not terribly original, and his voice slightly off-putting, though undeniably unique. I will also admit that I tend to hold white male artists to a pretty high standard. I warmed up to him when he affectionately mentioned his fondness for The Current: “They’re a station near and dear to my heart…because they actually play my music.” He closed the set with “Milk Thistle,” apologizing for playing a “quiet one – it’s a bad one for slam dancing or anything like that.” Frankly, I would have loved an entire acoustic set; this is where Oberst’s voice shone through, his musical talent crooning in harmony with the quiet summer evening.



Scottish indie pop rockers Belle & Sebastian rounded out a full day of music with their addictively sweet tunes. Several musicians supported the set, including The Laurels String Quartet – a group from Minneapolis that recorded the string sections for the bands’s latest release Girls In Peacetime Want to Dance. The first half of set focused on the pop-funk tunes from this album, while the second half brought back many older classics, including “Another Sunny Day” and “Piazza, New York Catcher.” Frontman Stuart Murdoch is the most endearingly awkward human I’ve ever seen on stage – airily bopping around, he embodies the polar opposite of chronic fatigue syndrome, an ailment he suffers from. He also gave us charming and hilarious banter: introducing “Another Sunny Day”, he noted how the song was written on the Solstice when “it never gets dark. You stay up all night and it drives you to a kind of madness, you think about sex all night. I do, at least.”


Murdoch closed out the set by inviting several audience members on stage to dance along with him – the joy was infectious and we couldn’t help but bop along with them, even if we weren’t on stage.


Preservation Hall Jazz Band at Orchestra Hall – March 27, 2015

24 Mar

Preservation Hall Jazz Band | photo © Shannon Brinkman

Preservation Hall Jazz Band | photo © Shannon Brinkman

Preservation Hall Jazz Band are lauded as one of the most talented and recognized bands to come out of the incredibly well saturated New Orleans music scene. Their most recent album That’s It is a great snapshot of what the band is musically capable of.

Lucky me, I saw them in 2011 at SXSW, during their performance (with Jim James and Del McCoury!!) at a taping of Austin City Limits. It was, by far, one of the best most entertaining shows of that year. I’ve been waiting to see this band again ever since.

I’m happy to say you can see them for yourself this Friday, March 27, at Orchestra Hall.

Buy your tickets here.




Coffee, how I love thee

5 Mar

By: Sheela Num Num

Dear Coffee,

I have tried, oh how I have tried, to give you up. But I just can’t quit you. Especially when I am driving the length of Wisconsin. So it’s great that you have some amazing purveyors in the land of beer and cheese.

1In fact, some of my favorite coffee is roasted in Milwaukee. Colectivo Coffee Roasters has many things going for it: fresh roasted, perfectly balanced. The aesthetic is brilliant: cute but not precious. All of their cafes have extensive menus of bakery, breakfast and lunch items in addition to a strong coffee program. They have a bake house and 11 cafes, a baker house & roastery in Milwaukee, two cafes in Madison and one in Grafton.

So I am a little gaga over this place. Maybe it is the years I have spent sitting in coffee shops and cafes writing papers, playing cards, swirling slow pokes in to thick black coffee. But if I have time in Milwaukee to sit in a Colectivo, it makes me really happy.


I had about an hour to kill before an appointment yesterday so I was able to have a little breakfast and coffee while making some calls. I was at the Bayshore location, not necessarily my favorite (I tend to favor the Bayview location as this is where the bakehouse is. I know I know, once a bakery girl always a bakery girl) but it right next to where I needed to be. Soy vanilla latte and baked oatmeal with yogurt. It was 3 degrees with a whipping wind outside, so this was a pretty ideal.

(Yes, I do have a travel coffee mug from Colectivo. I just love their design!)

In summation: I love this coffee, it’s cafes and always not pretentious service. One place in Minneapolis carries it: last time I checked: Victory 44 has Colectivo coffee and espresso. Do yourself a favor when in Milwaukee!

Algonquin For The Good Land

3 Mar

By: Sheela Num Num

Anyone who knows me has heard me rave about Milwaukee in the past year. I have fallen in love with this city. Fantastic bars, an up and coming restaurant scene, beautiful old architecture. I am glad I have to come here about every 6 weeks or so, I am really getting to know more of the nooks and crannies of this town.

It is helpful that I have a guide: my buddies Jason & Tracy live here (Plug! Check out their etsy shop: I Love Vintage Stuff). Jason has given me lots of great suggestions of places to hit, and he never steers me wrong. In doing this project, I will have broaden my horizons a little, since I have become addicted to a few places. This post will have some of my favorite highlights: and next time I am in Milwaukee I’ll start going to the new.

I got in town about 4pm today, and I already knew where I was headed for dinner. Jason told me about a ramen shop called Tochi Ramen in the Shorewood neighborhood. I first went here about a year ago, and I cannot stop going. Everything I have tried here has been delicious. Tonight was no exception.

I arrived about 5pm: which I was excited about as there is a home store above Tochi called ModGen that I haven’t had a chance to check out, as they are always closed by the time I get to the ramen. Man, I could spend way too much money at this place. Kitchen, gardening, cards, candles, bar supplies, locally made jams and pickles. All too cute. I got out with a lemongrass candle and went downstairs for noodles.

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I started with their edamame, which has a sauce of sesame chili oil, veggie stock, yuzu and smoked salt. Yes please. Just what I wanted. I have had their steam buns in the past: the pork belly and smoked tofu and they are both lovely.

I got the ramen I always get: the Tochi Ramen. It is a pork belly ramen with a miso-pork broth, welsh onion, noodles and a miso deviled egg. Deviled egg! I love it. I know I should try another kind when I am there, but I am hooked on this one.

In summation:
Tochi is Bomb. Get to it!

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Milwaukee is for Lovers (of cocktails)One of the things I have found amazing about Milwaukee are the bars. There are BARS, not restaurants with bars, or bars with food. Just bars. Really cool, old school, friendly bars. One of my favorites is Bryant’s Cocktail Lounge. It has been around since 1938, and looks like it hasn’t been updated since 1973. Old school Hi-Fi, dark and inviting, in an old house on a corner. This is what I am talking about. Even better: no menu. Over 450 cocktails, but no menu. This I love. You have to talk to your bartender, who is always awesome. Start chatting about the things you like, flavors and liquors. Then a beautiful cocktail will come to you. I adore this. I feel like this is what a bar should be. Cozy, inviting, perfect.


3 Mar

By: Sheela Num Num

When one is on the road, one watches the weather like a hawk. Midwesterners already have a predilection to watch the weather, so I have now become a crazy person checking the weather channel app on my phone every hour. I looked before I went to bed in Green Bay, checking on the crazy snow storm that was to hit Wisconsin in the wee hours of the morning.

1   I awoke to, well, not much snow. Hurrah! It was indeed snowing, but the crazy storm of March had been downgraded to 1-3″ of snow. I can handle that. So up and away I went towards Door County. I stopped for coffee at a bakery that looked adorable, took one sip when I got in my car, and promptly ditched it. Espresso WAY over pulled, super bitter. Humph. Green Bay, you are not winning thus far. Will have to get coffee later on this journey.

I arrived at my destination early, on purpose. The store I was to visit is not only a Swedish themed boutique, but also a restaurant. PERFECT. Swedish breakfast here I come!

2Al Johnson’s Swedish Restaurant and Butik is in the village of Sister Bay, Wisconsin. Yes, you read that right, village. 3 square miles of village on Lake Michigan. I am sure when it’s not snowing and it is summer and sunny this place is crazy adorable. It was pretty darn cute covered in snow.

I went in to the large dining room, got myself a table and was greeted by a woman in traditional Swedish garb. Keepin’ it real, Al Johnsons! I checked over the menu: hoping for some old school Swedish breakfast. Lo and Behold! Swedish pancakes with lingonberries and a side of Swedish meatballs. Sign me up!

Everything was delicious. The Swedish meatballs reminded me of the kind my mom used to make. It made me super happy. And made up for the terrible coffee of 2 hours earlier. Fast, friendly service and from scratch food. Couldn’t ask for anything more.

In summation: When in Door County check this place out! The boutique has some great stuff in it, and they had lots of Scandinavian candy, a favorite of mine.

Not Really Post Script:

On my way in to Sisters Bay I saw out of the corner of my eye a tiny coffee shop called Bearded Heart Coffee. What the What? I am in Baileys Harbor, Wisconsin. This place looked amazing. I made a mental note to stop on my way back out of town.

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Stop I did: and I am SO GLAD. They are serving Dogwood Coffee (shout out to Minneapolis), have locally brewed Kombucha from Tapuat, fresh bakery items, vegan options, and all around coolness. I was never so happy to drink a Dogwood Latte, it made my day so so so much better.  This is a photo of Mo, who made me a fantastic latte, gave me a recommendation to get the 3 root kombucha (which I LOVED), and was all around awesome.  If you find yourself in Door County: go here every day. I mean, EVERY DAY. I wish that it was closer to me at all times!

The Land of the Packer Backers

2 Mar

By: Sheela Num Num

Things I know nothing about:
1. Sportsball
2. The love of Sportsball

You know who does love Sportsball? Green Bay, Wisconsin. Home of the Green Bay Packers, this town is football all the way. I have never been here before, so I was excited to check it out! I arrived in town kinda late: 7pm. Since it is still winter, 7 is dark dark dark. I have been looking forward to getting to the Downtown area and finding something delicious.

Now, if you don’t know, Monday is traditionally a day that restaurants are closed. I found this the case at a few places a drove by that looked promising. BLARGH! I was not deterred though, I knew I could find something that was not another Applebee’s.

I did! On the corner of Crook and Washington: Fox Harbor Pub & Grill shone like a beacon. I could go for a burger and a cocktail after a long day of driving and talking. Walked in to a large bar, full of people in Badger, Packer, & Brewers gear (I told you: SO MUCH SPORTBALL). I bellied up to the bar and ordered myself a drink.

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Plus #1:
pint glass of whiskey. Love it, Wisconsin. I perused the menu, very much bar fare: Wings, Nachos, Fried Cheese Curds. They had a big menu of wraps, sandwiches, salads and burgers as well. I thought, burger and salad to go with my whiskey was the way to go. I opted for the “Hot Harbor Special”: a big ol’ burger with a spicy feta blend, fried jalapeños, bacon and lettuce. With a side salad, that sounded good to me.

Side Salad: not surprisingly, bag of salad. Totally fine, nothing exciting or terrible. Just bag of salad.

WHOA. This was a doozy. Great amount of spice, but not so spicy that it can’t be eaten, the cheesy blend gave it a messy goodness I love in a burger. The jalapeños weren’t very flavorful, probably could have done without them. But all in all, a good burger on a cold Monday night. I have a feeling this place is PACKED (no pun intended) when there is a sporting event going on. It is about 3 miles from Lambeau Field, so I am sure it is a destination for people going to the games.

In summation: Good bar food! And big drinks.

An Introduction to My Sweet Tooth (subtitled: why i am a snarky brat when it comes to bakeries and desserts)

26 Feb

By: Sheela Num Num

Anyone who knows me knows that my biggest vice (and I have a few) is sugar. I love love love me a stellar pastry, a sugar-encrusted bag of fried dough, or perfectly balanced ice cream. I am particular about my sugar, however. I won’t just eat a Hershey bar just because it’s there (give me some credit! although a bowl of M&M’s at my parents will always be a downfall). Gummis notwithstanding, I can restrain myself if need be.

As a recovering pastry lady myself I am always on the prowl to find something super decedent and delicious. The Twin Cities are INSANELY lucky with immense talent at our disposal. With bakeries such as Patisserie 46, The Salty Tart & Sun Street Breads, we are spoiled rotten with out of this world breads, cookies, cakes and pastries (My faves? Salty’s Cheddar Jalapeño Bread, Macaroons, Pastry Cream Filled Brioche and Oatmeal Chocolate Chunk Sour Cherry Cookies, Patisserie’s 46 Baguette, Brioche Bostok, Currant Scones and Gibassier, Sun Street’s Biscuits, Kolache and Turnovers.) See: I told you I had a sweet tooth.

When I am on the road I am always looking for a bakery/coffee shop to grab breakfast and do some computer work. I, and many of my Gen X brethren, do have that affinity of sitting in a coffee shop for hours in front of a laptop. Glowing Apple logos as far as the eye can see. Go in to any cafe in Minneapolis and that is what you will witness. Cute, young, white hipsters earnestly working on whatever thing they are currently earnest about. I am the one with the headphones on in the corner (that’s me in the spotlight…).

So in Sioux Falls, I was a little worried that I would only have access to a Starbucks (not my fave) or Caribou (better than Starbucks, but would rather have an independent). Low and Behold! I found two!

The Black Sheep Roasting Company
1I found this place while driving around looking for dinner the night before. In a strip mall as the road is curving in a precarious way, I saw the sign that said “Coffee is Rad! So Have a Rad Day!” SOLD. I made a mental note to check this place out in the morning. I love this place. It has a super 1990’s coffee house feel in the BEST WAY. It reminded me of sitting at Motor Oil for hours in high school (side note: Motor Oil was a coffee shop very close to my high school. Closed 1994 RIP). I was able to snag a window seat, open up my computer, drink a lovely soy vanilla latte and get some work done. The girl working was friendly and lovely, not at all pretentious coffee house. And then out of nowhere: BONUS! I am guessing this was the owner of the shop: he came by and gave everyone donuts. FREE DONUTS! And not grocery store donuts: from a local donut place: Daylight Donuts. Fantastic. I can’t recommend this place enough: great coffee, great service, chill vibe, and a Pac-Man machine. A girl could get used to this.

Queen City Bakery
2I am a sucker for a re-purposed warehouse space. Big, bright, exposed brick, clean lines: it will always get me. I was excited to check this place out on my way out of town. Let me set the scene: it is snowing, windy, miserable outside. The day before was 45 and sunny: now it’s blizzard time. Ah, winter. I had to get to Sioux City, IA and then to Omaha, NE, so this was a to-go situation. I walked in to the space, gorgeous. Just what I expected. I was a little sad to see the bakery cases kinda empty, but no matter. Coffee and a breakfast pastry is what I was after: I had a white-knuckle drive ahead of me. I stood at the front register for a good 3 minutes before anyone acknowledged me (side note: something to know about me is that my biggest pet peeve is bad service. I am that girl who will write letters) which was frustrating as there were 3 employees: once of which was just talking to his buddy about a triathlon. Don’t freak out Sheela, just get your stuff. Triathlon guy finally came over and apologized for the wait (alright, I forgive) and took my order. 5 minutes later I was out the door. I had a soy vanilla latte (yes, I am a one trick pony) and a spinach, bacon and swiss quiche. I thought perfect! Get some protein and goodness in me for this drive. Sadly: super under seasoned and underwhelming. Bah. I will gladly give this bakery another go when I am back in town. I mean, their T-shirts say: No Decaf, No Doughnuts, No Tuesdays. That’s a winner.


PS:  I was supposed to go to Modern Love Omaha for dinner (and let me say I was EXTRA EXCITED for this. Though I am the furthest thing from vegan, Isa Chandra Moskowitz is an amazing cookbook author and I was so looking forward to going to her restaurant). Sadly, that cruel mistress winter was not having it yesterday. The roads were extra scary, and if I was to get home in one piece I had to get out of dodge early. Next time, swanky vegan food.

Sioux Falls, bring me your enchiladas

24 Feb

By: Sheela Num Num

Ahhh, February in South Dakota. So very scenic! Oh wait…

I arrived in Sioux Falls about 7pm, so it was nice and pitch black. I checked in to my hotel, and asked the front desk where I should go grab some dinner. Let me be clear: I don’t usually do that, but Sioux Falls is pretty new to me: I have only been to chain restaurants here in the past. The very nice girl at the front gave me a 10% off coupon to Granite City and told me how much she loved it. Hmmmm. Tempting… but no. So off to driving around aimlessly I went!

I drove to the downtown area of Sioux Falls, passing casino upon casino. I was starting to wonder if there was much other than chains, and then: JACKPOT! A cute little area came out of nowhere. HURRAY! I was looking on both sides of the street, and a sign caught my eye. Mama’s Ladas Enchiladas.

1I’m sorry: MAMA’S LADAS ENCHILADAS? Well that’s freaking adorable. I must check this out!

I walked in to the tiny little spot on 11th street. Warm, cute, seating about 45 max: this little hole in the wall is just too charming. I sat down and checked out the deal. Mama Lada’s has a super tight menu: 3 types of enchiladas (1 vegetarian!), nachos, chips and guac. White and Red sangria in abundance: and the table next to me was drinking a pitcher of Surly (shout out to the big MN!).

I was STARVING, as I had been driving all day and surviving on clementines, Annie’s cheddar bunnies and Sweet Tart gummis (PLUG! check out me and my girl Zena in our Vlog all about gummi candy: gummi dummies). I quickly checked out the enchilada section: beef, chicken or veg. The menu stated that the beef was the spiciest, so that is where I was headed. I ordered a sangria (red and white mixed? Yes thank you) and the beef enchiladas.




They came in quick order, I waited maybe 5 minutes. A side of chips and guac (no extra charge for guac!) and an array of hot sauces arrived as well. The enchiladas are done in flour tortillas, and covered in 2 kinds of cheese, sour cream, iceberg lettuce and fresh tomatoes. Midwestern, oh you betcha. Spicy? Not in the ACTUAL spicy sense, but in the Midwestern White People sense, sure. But absolutely flavorful and exactly what I wanted.

In summation: do you check out Mama Lada’s while in Sioux Falls? I say: do it! It is fast, warming Tex-Mex in the Midwest. Can’t go wrong in my book.