Tuesday, September 11, 2007

R.I.P. Lauerman's

I've never been one to get too attached to a certain place. I've been almost a vegabond my whole life, moving from house to house, town to town, dorm to home, home to sem, sem to internship, you get the idea. It's kind of been a defense mechanism for me to live in the moment, but not latch on too tightly.

Tonight, as I was looking at the group feature on Facebook, I saw that an old high school colleague had joined the group "Remembering Lauermans." I knew immediately that the title was referring to my beloved hang-out from college years. It wasn't too shocking that my heart plummeted to my stomach.

You see, things have changed ALOT since I've been at Cobberville. I mean, I am a bonafide pastor now, I have a husband and kid, and I live in the land where people say 'Da Bears under there breath....(shudder). I have been able to visit Fargo from time to time, mainly because my mom was living there and grandma still lives there. Fargo has changed, too.
The once run-down, shoddy looking Broadway is now home to trendy bars and restaurants and chic shops and hang-outs. But, one thing has never changed...until now. Lauerman's was the place I could always count on being the same: smokey air, dimly lit tables, big masculine looking bar, cluttered game area, and NASTY bathrooms. But...oh was the beer good. Served in sub-zero temperature schooners that made your eyes roll back in your head. And did I mention the homemade wine coolers??? TO. DIE. FOR. And oh yes, the creme de le creme...the pretzels and ranch. They may have been just your ordinary, run-of-the-mill, pretzels and ranch, but for some reason they were outta this world. And went so well with a homemade Raspberry wine cooler with red wine...mmmmmm...sigh.....

So many memories...so many Saturday nights...my rehearsal dinner afterparty before my wedding...watching big farm boys punch each other (no, not at my afterparty, but in college).

I will miss you Lauerman's. Fargo doesn't know what it's missing...or maybe they do. Rest in Peace....

3 comments:

Thomas said...

I, for one, really like reading about Pr. Julia's reminiscence ... it makes me feel almost sane for waking up with cravings for MerryAnn's diner stacks...

Sara said...

I don't know you, but 'm back at Concordia for homecoming sitting in front of where Lauerman's was and we're about in tears. Your post has captured all of our fond memories of the place. Now what do we do? There is no plan B.

Sara said...

I don't know you, but 'm back at Concordia for homecoming sitting in front of where Lauerman's was and we're about in tears. Your post has captured all of our fond memories of the place. Now what do we do? There is no plan B.