January, they say, is what you make of it. And this weekend it is nothing but cold. So it's best to keep moving. The UND hockey team is going south — to Omaha. And it will be followed by faithful fans. Many will gather for pregame festivities at DJ's Dugout Sports Bar.
Dear Sandy Mason, It's been a while since I've heard from you in Arizona. So I decided to write before the price of stamps goes up 5 cents on Jan. 27. Yikes! It will cost 55 cents to mail a letter. Priority mail is going up, too. But it will still be 35 cents for what in olden days was the penny postcard. My nephew, Harley Hansen, often sends postcards from Sacramento. He manages to get his message into the limited space.
Raspberry fritter French toast seemed to be all the rage around the counter at Simonsons Roadhouse Café. So that was what we ordered on a cold Saturday morning in January. This for $10.49 brings two slices of raspberry fritters French toast along with two eggs, hash browns or American fries. All that along with your choice of patties, links, bacon or ham. I requested they made mine bacon, fried well and over.
The weekend arrives with UND hockey at the Ralph and basketball at the Betty. Those who seek sunshine and warm breezes are still buying airline tickets to get anywhere south of Sioux Falls. Here on the homefront, January moves along as the month to get organized. UND Boosters are gathering for lunch today on the concourse area of the Alerus. They will talk about the weekend hockey games with the team from Denver in town and hoops games with teams from Western Illinois here at 2 p.m. Saturday and Sunday.
Dear Dave McFarlane, By now, you and Kathy are probably back in Florida after your holiday trip to Minneapolis. You visited kids and grandkids there. Did you make it up here to Grand Forks? I can see why you needed to get back to Florida for the start of pickleball season. Did you know we now have quite a few pickleball players around the Forks? Yep, and they enjoy it indoors in winter and using the parks in the summertime.
There are no pretenses at Gramma Butterwick's family restaurant on South Washington Street. The menu is basic. The service is good. The restaurant originally opened as Sambo's in 1970. It was purchased by Terry and Ruth Jensen, longtime Grand Forks restaurateurs, in 1992. With Laurie Ness as manager in recent years, the restaurant continues. It seems to be a place where people meet to visit as well as eat. Some read the morning Herald. Some talk about old cars.
Most people really mean it when they make their resolutions for the new year. They plan to lose weight. They will exercise more. They will write thank-you letters for Christmas gifts. Then, as the first weekend of this new year falls upon us, the resolutions begin to fade. Reality moves in. Schools are up and running again in Grand Forks. The UND spring session begins Monday. People are getting organized. There's a combined gathering of Greater Grand Forks service clubs set for noon Tuesday at the TownHouse.
Being Santa Claus is fun. Take it from Eugene Beito, who has portrayed Santa for 33 years around nearby Strathcona, Minn. Every Christmas, he puts on his red suit trimmed with white fur, a hat and a beard and boots. That's according to a story I was reading by Barb Geer in the Middle River Honker. That's the weekly newspaper that sprang up when a group of community women refused to let their newspaper die. She writes that Beito, who is known as Chooch, figures it's one little thing he can do for his community at Christmastime.
They begin to gather between 4 and 5 p.m. downtown at the Toasted Frog. Many customers have their favorite spots with seating at high tables. Others like the booths. Some prefer tables in the lounge area. As the evening goes along, customers tend to fill out the area near the open kitchen and the wine room. There is a relaxed, friendly ambiance in this restaurant that was established 12 years ago in one of the city's oldest buildings.
This is the first day of winter in the year 2018, and Christmas is closing in. Trucks run up and down the streets delivering packages. Some who live in North Dakota are going somewhere else. Other people who live somewhere else are coming here. It's enough to drive Santa Claus crazy. In the olden days of the first Christmas, it is written that most everyone went to Bethlehem. They followed a star in the east. They didn't have cars so they didn't worry about icy highways. Dog Number One