Growing up in New Jersey my fellow East Coast patriots always  ask me, “How Da hell did you  end up in Minnesota?”  Well sometimes Iwonder myself, but I love it.  You could say its the diverse people, cold weather, wild life, acceptance of polka music, a former governor who wore tights for a living, Lutefisk?  I don’t know.  But what I do know is I like their coffee.   Antlers on a cup are always a good thing to start the day.

  Saturdays in MN are always interesting for me and my small furniture barn. Start the morning off sipping  coffee   while   sticking “Muddlake Sale Signs in snow banks, missing a occasional deer flying across a back road. This little guy was almost a hood ornament . Pondering if the store will be busy, and always getting a kick out off this sign greeting people In St. Boni. A small sleepy bedroom community!   I am so glad we are protected by the “Hercules Missile”. A left over from the cold war.  Its stands proudly by the childrens play ground.

   Now that the signs are stuck in the snow, coffee’s downed, its time to get the  doors open. Michelle & Ken arrive to greet our Muddlake Customers. Its a special day for Ken.Some Muddlake treasures are finding a new home at his warehouse loft in Minneapolis. Its like Christmas for Ken.  Tall asian panels that will be converted into mirrors.  Custom lockers, and a great deco high arm leather club chair.  Michelle looking like a Hollywood diva in the frozen tundra!

 Ken rejoices as the delivery boys dig out the lockers for Ken!

      Hey Bob O  “Kens coming out of the closet!”   Who Knew?    To be continued!!!!!!!!!!!!!