Dakota Meat Market and Deli

Driving home from Menards, we got stuck at a red light. I looked up the (pedestrian) alley and noticed grotesques. I said to The Laird, “that building down there has gargoyles on the roof. Oh wait, they’re grotesques; they’re not attached to the downspouts. It looks like a British pub.” The light turned green andContinue reading “Dakota Meat Market and Deli”