Who says I never talk about St. Paul? The folks over at the Heavy Table have a terrific article on their search for the famous Coney dogs at the Gopher Bar on East 7th Street in St. Paul. I loved it.
Belligerence is not a gimmick at The Gopher Bar. It’s built into the wood paneling. It oozes from the wobbly laminate tables. It would take a much longer column to cover all the ways one could be offended at The Gopher Bar. Suffice it to say, if you’re the kind of person who might be turned off by a picture of President Obama painted as The Joker, you won’t find much comfort here.
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