Through the Obstructed View

By Keri | |

2012: Minneapolis, MN “There’s no room for us,” I hissed into my husband’s ear. We each stood with one snowy boot inside and one outside Broders’ Pasta Bar in South Minneapolis on a Friday evening. “We should’ve made reservations.” “They don’t take reservations,” he retorted. We had a split second to decide; winter in Minnesota…

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