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Warning!!! This is a super long post with many photos (and, for
some reason, more detail than you need about food in Minnesota). If you are not interested in literary travel or literary obsessions
of mine, please check back later this week for more great posts on Catholic
books and authors.
What I mean to do here is share
about a great experience our family had last weekend and point out (yet again)
a great series of books for younger readers (and older readers who enjoy good
reads).
Here's an assortment of some of our Betsy-Tacy books.
My family friends know how much I love Betsy-Tacy books since
discovering them when our children were fairly small. And I’ve certainly written about them
here and
there. I can’t believe I
didn’t know about them as a child, and I’m so glad to have discovered them for our kids (and myself!) A good quick summary of Betsy-Tacy is that they are like the "Little House"books, but set in small-town Minnesota in the early 1900s. Like Little House books, the series goes through the characters lives until they marry. I like the Betsy-Tacy series even better for many, many reasons--that's saying a lot, as I dearly love the Little House books.
This summer, a highlight for book lovers will be the
Betsy-Tacy convention in Minnesota.
I heard about it more than a year ago, I think perhaps on
Melissa Wiley’s blog--no, actually, I think it was an interview with Melissa Wiley and
Mitali Perkins on
Book Club Girl’s podcast. It was a wonderful interview and worth a listen if you like podcasts. At the time, I resolved that we would go to the convention, get to meet other Betsy-Tacy fans, (and for our teen and tween daughters to
meet other young people who love the books) and see the places that inspired
many of the books.
Earlier this year, I realized an unavoidable conflict and
that our family could not attend.
I wasn’t heartbroken about it until the
convention information came out several months ago. When
I read through and saw what convention-goers will
do and see, I was
sad, sad, sad. Like
Emily of Deep Valley sad, because she
couldn’t go to college like the rest of her “crowd,” until she decides to make
the best of it. And so that’s what
I decided to do.
My husband and I were considering a late spring family trip,
and I proposed Minneapolis.
It’s not really that far from central Illinois, which surprises us
because we usually go East to visit family. “And,” I said with a catch in my voice (he knew about my despair about the convention), “We could stop a day earlier in Mankato and
see some Betsy-Tacy sights.” He
was a great sport, so I went to work.
We had an amazing time, thanks to the generosity and
friendliness of so many people along the way. We also had just about perfect weather—between 60 and 70 each day, sunny, no humidity.
The first afternoon found us in Mankato visiting Betsy’s
house and Tacy’s houses. I'm just smiling as I upload these photos because everything was so wonderful!
Here's Tacy's house.
Here is Betsy's house.
The B
etsy-Tacy Society has lovingly restored them as a museum and gift
shop, respectively, and I can’t say enough about how great they are, and all
the things we saw. Mrs. Ray's brass bowl!
First editions of all the books.
Uncle Keith's trunk! (or a reasonable facsimile) This is in Betsy's house.
The bench on the Hill Street
Hill!
Two lovely women were our hosts at the Betsy-Tacy Society. Susan Orchard greeted us at
Tacy’s house, and Pat Nelson gave our family a thorough tour of both houses,
and all of us took pictures galore.
Susan is on the left, and Pat is in the middle. Such great women who spent so much time with us.
As you can see from the photos, I pretty much could not stop smiling the entire time. And I spent a ridiculously large sum of money at the
gift shop, and I don’t regret it a bit.
I just love the three-dimensional signs in front of the houses.
Later (because we needed an ice cream break first), we saw
Tib’s house (just around the corner and down a block or two), which is, in fact, chocolate-colored, on a beautiful tree-lined
street, and has a plaque on the door reading, “Tib’s house.”
On the way downtown, we also saw
Lincoln Park, marking the boundary of Betsy’ neighborhood,which I had always
thought was much bigger, but it’s just a little triangle in the middle of a
couple of streets.
We also stopped into the
Carnegie Library (now the Carnegie Art Center) Maud (and Betsy) would have visited (Betsy
for the first time by herself in
Betsy
& Tacy Go Downtown.
Fortunately, we were there on a Thursday early evening, and the Carnegie Art Center is only open Thursday evening and Friday morning. I so regret not taking a photo of (Julie? I can’t recall with certainty her first name) Hughes, one of the Art Center staff, who gave us a mini-tour of the library, pointed out the children’s room (and the cloak room, pictured below, where Betsy would have hung her wraps when she went to the library by herself. )
Ms. Hughes, our own Miss Sparrow, was delightful in every way and even told us about the art
that the young B-T fans will create during the convention. I won’t give it away, but it’s related
to the Carnegie Library.
We stayed at the Hilton Garden Inn in downtown Mankato, and
it was a great location as well as newly renovated. We were going to eat at Number Four, a downtown
restaurant recommended by several people along the way, but when we heard a
Lebanese chef ran
Olives, the hotel restaurant, and it also was very good, we
gave it a try. It was packed, and
it was one of those rare meals in which everything was unbelievably delicious,
starting with the bowls of olives and crusty bread brought at the beginning of
our meal.
On Friday morning, I woke up much earlier than the rest of
the family, and decided to do my own (jogging) tour of the sights one more time. I did my own backwards "Betsy & Tacy Go
Downtown" tour, starting at the Carnegie Library just a few blocks from the
hotel, then along the streets to Lincoln Park, then up the hill to Besty's &Tacy’s houses one more time. I went past the bench one last time:
I decided to try to
go “over” the Big Hill. I went up
a street called Summerhill, now a subdivision a
series of nicer houses from the 50s or so.
This would have been perhaps where "the Elkstroms" house might have been, but no longer is. I couldn’t see the Valley, or
“Little Syria,” on the other side--trees block the view this time of year-- but it was nice to get to the top. Then I headed back down to go past Tib’s house one last
time, and then along some of the older streets.
Before heading back to the hotel, I went to an early Mass at Saints Peter & Paul Church, an
historic church just a mile or so from Betsy’s neighborhood. Probably "Tacy"’s family(Bick in real life), who was
Catholic, attended the St. John the Baptist parish, a little closer to
their neighborhood, but that church was newer (the old one had been torn down),
and the Mass time at Ss. Peter & Paul was more convenient for me. It is a lovely church, and I
imagine Maud (or certainly Bick) might have been in the church for weddings or
other events.
We packed up and headed to Minneapolis, where local
historian Kathy Kuhlberg took us on a terrific walking tour of the
Lowry Hill neighborhood, where Maud and her family lived when they moved to Minneapolis,
and houses depicted in
Betsy’s Wedding. I had connected with Kathy through the
local newspaper in the Lowry Hill neighborhood, but it turns out there are links to articles she has written on the Betsy-Tacy convention page--even more reading for me!
Here's Kathy with her first edition of
Betsy's Wedding. Kathy was preparing for a tour later this month to a local historical group, so she told us we were her "test group," but she's a pro as she has given tours to the Betsy-Tacy Society and Maud Hart Lovelace Society during previous conventions. She was an amazing source of information about the Harts, the Lovelaces and just general Minneapolis history.
Here's a plaque showing the location of the house that the Hart family (the Rays in the books) lived when they moved to Minneapolis after Mankato. It's now part of a park. Kathy was instrumental in getting the plaque placed; you can see a photo of the original house on the plaque.
We also saw many, many other places Maud and family members lived. One of my favorites was the "Bow Street" apartment, the newlywed nest of Betsy & Joe from
Betsy's Wedding. In fact, it's on Aldrich Avenue, and was the first apartment of Maud and Delos Lovelace.
Notice in this photo I'm clutching onto Kathy's copy of the exceedingly rare
Betsy-Tacy Companion, but I did give it back. Eventually.
I hate to keep pointing out restaurants here, but we ate so
well in Minnesota that I simply must. After our tour with Kathy, we ate at
The French Meadow Bakery. The menu was too big, and yet everything we ordered was flawless. One funny story from here, and please
don’t let it dissuade you from eating there--I'm already planning my next meal at this great place. Also, please don’t think that I have
anything against vegans or vegan food.
After our meal (I had a terrific--it may have even been vegan!--black bean chili,
and sampled everyone else's choices) , we decided to
order a few desserts to share. I initially ordered a raspberry-chocolate
bar. As the clerk was putting our
treats in to-go boxes, our nine-year-old son asked, “What does vegan mean?” So I
explained that vegan is without any animals products at all, and for desserts
that might not be quite as good
because there is no butter. Then I
realized, with alarm, that not only did the raspberry-chocolate bar say “vegan”
but “sugar-free.” (I hadn’t noticed either label).
“What’s the sweetener in that?” I asked the clerk, thinking it might be stevia or agave
nectar, so then I might still like it. She said, “Its’ just the natural
sweetness of the raspberries, and it goes really well with the carob.” My eyebrows shot up. “Carob? It says chocolate here on this side of the case.” “Oh, no, it’s raspberry carob.” So I quickly chose a same-priced lemon
square instead to substitute, which seemed to bother her greatly. “It’s really great, I just want to tell
you. You’re missing out.” And I just nodded and smiled.
After we left,
our nine-year-old asked what that was all about. And I said, “That poor girl had no taste buds.” Now, before all the many vegans who read my blog get all up in
arms, let me say that some of my favorite foods are vegan, but not too
many sweets. I do make a great
vegan pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, and an even better gluten-free version of said muffins. Having said that, in general vegan is best for savory foods, and sugar-free
is nigh impossible to do well in sweet baked goods, vegan or not. Finally, carob as a food is an
offense against the Lord your God, people. I’m quite sure He didn’t intend for us to eat it, especially
when we know how good chocolate is for us, and how good it tastes.
Now, doesn’t this look better than a vegan, sugar-free, raspberry-carob bar? And it tasted just as good as it looked.
Back to Betsy-Tacy. We were so grateful that Kathy Kuhlberg recommended we go to
the
Streetcar Museum, where she also volunteers. It's not just a museum--you get to ride the streetcar on a round trip. The eyes of the men in our family grew wide—trains!—and we
did that the next day. Wonderful.
We are already starting a list for our next trip to Minnesota. We did so much--just to name a few: we attended a beautiful Sunday liturgy at
St. Olaf’s Church in downtown
Minneapolis, saw
Minnehaha Falls and also the
Mill City Museum, made an excursion to
Loome Booksellers, a Twins game, and ate more great food (that seems to be a theme here, but we are Italian, after all). But there's so much more we want to do and see. And oh! I connected with another woman in Minneapolis who actually met Maud Hart Lovelace and I’m just
thrilled and hope I can meet her on a future trip.
After all the fun and all the Betsy-Tacy we packed into our long weekend, I confess that I am still pretty sad that I won’t be able to be at the Betsy-Tacy convention in July. But now that I’ve seen many of the
places, and know some of the wonderful things convention-goers will be doing, I will be
able to follow along a little more happily as people share about the convention and all the fun they are having. I’m also now an official member of the
Betsy-Tacy Society, so perhaps I will get more involved over there to indulge
my love of this great author and the groups there. If you are interested in going to the convention, I predict you will have a great time. And do keep me posted!
