Psycho Suzi's Motor Lounge

Today, Thursday, was my birthday.  So, I had the first of my birthday celebrations.  (Jerry believes birthdays should be celebrated or at least acknowledged for a month.)  We couldn’t think of a more appropriate place in Minneapolis for a birthday lunch with an old friend than Psycho Suzi’s Motor Lounge.

TIKI TIME ON THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER.

The place is staffed by a gang of obviously cool, funky, punky, tattooed wait-staff.  The menu is also kind of cool, funky, punky, and maybe even a little tattooed, and included options like: Beer-Battered Cheese Curds, described as “cheesy wonders made with love by our neighbor’s cows”; Backfire Dip; and Potluck Pickle Roll-Ups (“Minnesota Sushi.  Trashy, but tasty.”).  I stuck with a really good and really healthy salad filled with lots of good stuff, including some incredible Spanish olives.

FOR POTTY STOPS.  RIGHT NEXT DOOR TO CHICKS AND CHICKS ON WHEELS.

The restaurant is situated on the Mississippi River with loads of indoor and outdoor seating.  It was a beautiful day, so we were able to enjoy the outdoors. The décor is pure tiki bar with some kicky signage here and there.  The bar welcomes visitors with a neon sign that reads: “Mender of Broken Dreams.” I forgot my camera — yet again — so we’ll all have to get by — yet again — with photos from my iPhone.

THE EXIT.