''Blake ... stood in mortal fear of death and from the cholera in particular. He went to Milwaukee to escape the latter, but unfortunately he did not.''
Read more →Milwaukee's Captain Frederick Pabst, in his sea-captain days, crossed paths with another captain — Detroit shipping king and mega-millionaire industrialist Eber Brock Ward.
Read more →A recipe for German hot potato salad from a charming food blogger via a 1959 Junior League cookbook.
Read more →The last great Great Lakes pirate, and the only one ever arrested and charged. And the rum that celebrates his legacy. And a drink you can make with that rum.
Read more →Visiting the beer baron delta, where Blatz, Schlitz and Pabst are all eternally locked in their boozy, intertwined legacies.
Read more →This blog's grandfather is Captain Frederick Pabst.
Read more →The beau and I are leaving tomorrow afternoon for a long weekend in sunny, swampy Washington D.C. – we’ll be attending the National Book Festival, meeting Simon Schama (whom Scott and I, before we were dating, wrote a song about), Visiting an exhibition about American maritime history, And, since Scott lived and worked there...
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