It's a Saturday night in Lowertown, and the Black Dog Café brims with people and jazz. The tables are full, the bar stools are taken. A standing crowd hopes that seats will open up somewhere.
On the stage, in front of a red curtain draped with Christmas lights, Steve Kenny blows his trumpet hard. With him are Rodney Ruckus on drums, Brandon Wozniak on saxophone, Billy Peterson on bass and Peter Schimke on keys, all fierce musicians. Servers weave between the tables carrying food and drinks. The room buzzes.
This is a scene that almost didn't happen. It's a tale of hard work, family loyalty, resilience, the willingness to change and — pardon the pun — dogged determination.
It was 20 years ago Thursday that the Black Dog opened its doors. Long before Lowertown was cool, before it was hot, before 55101 was dubbed the top hipster ZIP code, three of the seven Remke siblings — Sara, Andy and Stacy — decided to open a coffee shop. They leased a vacant space on the ground floor of the Northern Warehouse Artists Cooperative on E. Prince Street. It had formerly housed the Copernicus coffee shop, which moved out a year earlier.
Previously, Sara Remke managed the Rossmor building, then a squat for artists. She tended bar and worked in restaurants during high school. Andy Remke was Sergeant at Arms for the Minnesota House of Representatives. Stacy Remke worked at Children's Hospitals and Clinics of Minnesota.
That was the extent of their experience. They had done some research but never owned a business together. Today they still run the place. Sara and Andy are hands-on; Stacy, who teaches at the University of Minnesota, chooses the wine and bakes the cakes. According to Sara, they have never had a major disagreement.
"I think it would be more difficult to do this with friends than family," Andy said in an interview earlier this month. "With family, from the time you're a toddler, you're used to having struggles, and you know you're going to get through it and get over it and figure out how to work it out."
'You could do music here'
The Black Dog survived the early years, when Lowertown (and much of St. Paul) was a ghost town after dark. The neighborhood was home to artists and industry and not much else.