One reason for writing Cream City Grub (besides helping me stay out of pool halls and playing bingo at the Potawatomi Casino) is to take what the neighborhood has to offer and meld it into something diverting. Kensington High Street is a fine place, but Milwaukee provides diversions, recreations, and occasional lessons as well. What a place!
Recently I was with a friend at The Landmark Family Restaurant on South Kinnickinnic Avenue. Booth 13 was unoccupied; we chose to sit opposite in No. 7. Leaving the café we both noticed that 13 was no longer empty. My friend is a photographer, but I didn’t know until the next day, when he sent me words along with an image memorialising the booth, that he is a poet as well. His work will be on featured this page soon.
Cream City Grub is now welcoming contributions from readers. Send me your stuff. The only requirement is that what you write about be Milwaukee-County-centric. Essays, previews of your gigs, music and restaurant reviews; all are welcome. But nothing about Kensington High Street. Samuel Johnson already took care of that. His notion is that when you are tired of London you are tired of life. But he wrote that in the late 18th Century. Milwauke wasn't invented yet. If he had waited a few more years, he may have revised his words to something more Cream-city-centric and true:
“When you are tired of Miltown, you’re finished.”