Pan fried walleye with Minnesota wild rice and vegetable ($24) is the No. 1 choice of dinner customers at Sky's Fine Dining. The restaurant on the second floor of 322 DeMers Ave., is reached by escalator or elevator. And it attracts people in its lounge after 4 p.m. Diners are seated after 5 p.m. in the large area overlooking downtown Grand Forks at DeMers Avenue and North Fourth Street.
They wore white starched uniforms and caps. They cared for the sick. Although the Deaconess School of Nursing closed in 1960, it is not forgotten. While nurses who were trained there are long retired, some still get together in May. This week they reminisced over lunch at the Ramada. They remembered some of the doctors in Grand Forks long ago—Nelson Youngs, A.C. Moore, Ralph Leigh and his doctor sons, Richard and Jim. They talked about Deaconess School of Nursing located in the building now known as Northlands Rescue Mission.
"OK," he said. "Stick this in your pocket. It's one of the nice things about this place.'' With that friendly piece of advice, Andre Washington (AW) handed me an small wrapped mint as we parted ways after dinner at Sakura Japanese Steakhouse Hibachi & Sushi restaurant. He's right when he says the mints are extra special. They were a final touch on a fine meal.
There was a time when I worried about pigeon droppings around Grand Forks City Hall. I worried about the junk cars that used to mar the west entry to this city from U.S. Highway 2. I worried about Themis, the goddess of justice, who stands atop Grand Forks County Courthouse. That was when she had to go to Minneapolis for repairs. Some things come and go. The importance of Latin studies goes on and on. That is why I worry about the teaching of Latin as the snow keeps drifting down. There is good news.
Dear Marilyn Alexander, The snow is shrinking around here, so I assume it is doing the same in Winnipeg. I think it's about time you and Derek get in the car and come down to Grand Forks! I'll make a pot of tea for you, and we can go shopping. We've lost Macy's in the mall, but we have a sprinkling of new shops. The kind you like.
Dear Snowbirds, It is with arms spread wide and smiles on our pale white faces, we are ready to welcome all of you back home. It is safe now for you to start pulling up stakes and head north from Texas, Florida or Arizona. Yes, even Mexico! There is nothing more beautiful than watching spring arrive in the Red River Valley of the North. Here in Grand Forks, the mountains of snow are shrinking. But the streets have potholes.
People with books in hand may hardly notice that January is bowing out. The month with all of its flaws is especially good for reading. And Wendy Wendt, director of the Grand Forks Library, says "The Light Between Oceans" by M.L. Stedman is one of the books most requested for takeout this month. Also in top demand has been "Sixteenth Seduction" by James Patterson. "End Game" by David Baldacci was most wanted by patrons of East Grand Forks Campbell Library. And "Column of Fire" by Ken Follett is also popular, according to Angela Salgado, public service librarian.
So much for burgers and hot dogs. So much for eating out all the time. It's January and time to bring on the hotdish. Or casserole. Or whatever you call it. It's a mainstay for many a family. And at the home of Judi and David Loer in East Grand Forks, it's been a mainstay for more than 50 years of marriage. Now the three grandboys who live nearby enjoy their grandmother's hotdish. It's the simple macaroni, hamburger hot dish with tomato and cream of chicken soup. Never corn! She serves that separately with bran muffins. Judi's hotdish
Editor's note: Marilyn Hagerty wrote this Christmas Eve column more than 40 years ago. Its reprinting has become an annual holiday tradition. Excuse me, please. But it's Christmas Eve, and I must go home. If only for five minutes and only in my thoughts, I have to go back on Christmas Eve. I haven't been there in person for many years. Still, I never have been away. Every Christmas, there's a string of events that take me home. It starts when I hear children speaking pieces at church. Then it's the carols, the Christmas tree, the tinsel, the packages.
At first, it seemed like utter confusion at the rather new Chick-fil-A when I joined a group of friends on a Saturday. There were new people working at the counter. The place was crazy busy. Before long, I felt comfortable. The staff was smiling and friendly. The owner-manager of the place was working right along with them. I was doing lunch with Sue Huus (SH), Susie Shaft (SS), Barb Knipe (BK) and Donna Gillig (DG). We found a big booth in the beautiful dining area where there are big windows, wooden wainscoting and a big high ceiling.