Milwaukee weekends.
My city, planned the way I'd show it to a friend.
Plan a Milwaukee weekendIn 2005, barely out of the closet, I opened Babylon, a Thursday gay night at the old Trocadero on Brady. We hit capacity on the first night.
Twenty years later, I sit on the board of Brady's business district and I'm still queering up the street. It's been Milwaukee's Little Italy, its hippie strip and its late-night hangout, and you can feel all three on one walk.
Little Italy
The movie palace
After hoursBrady Street and the Lower East Side, Milwaukee. On foot, one long weekend.

By Aaron Berth · Dopamine Furnace Creative
In 2005, barely out of the closet, I opened Babylon, a Thursday gay night at the old Trocadero on Brady. We hit capacity on the first night.
Twenty years later I sit on the board of Brady's business district. You can feel all three eras on one walk. That's the point.

Start at Prospect and drift west toward the river. Italian grocers, head-shop-era storefronts and corner bars, all in a few blocks. Look up: the second floors tell the story.
A back alley behind the Oriental turned outdoor gallery. Five minutes to walk through, an hour if you take photos.
A 1927 movie palace, still showing films, run by Milwaukee Film. Buy a ticket for the lobby alone.

Olmsted's firm designed it: stone bridges over wooded ravines, and the North Point Lighthouse up top. Downtown in the morning, trailhead by lunch.
Take the stairs down to the beach and walk Lake Michigan, then climb back up for dinner.
Old-school bowling under the Oriental's block, with a bar and an arcade. The rainy-night plan everyone ends up loving.

The Little Italy anchor. Deli sandwich plus the olive bar, carried to Lake Park.
An old-school Italian bakery on Brady. Cannoli filled to order, eaten on the sidewalk.
Cracker-thin Milwaukee pizza in a room that hasn't changed. Get the sausage.

Worth the short hop to Riverwest. Sidewalk tables, good sandwiches, a deep drink list. My solo dinner at the bar.
Coffee and tea with big windows. Take a window seat and watch Brady wake up.
A German beer hall on Farwell. Order a liter and stay longer than you planned.

One of the only places that's still open late, and you can feel like a college kid again. Nobody has to know.

Stay at the Pfister. Walk everywhere else.
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My solo walks through Milwaukee, my hometown, written down at Boiling Point.
Queer, neurodivergent, a regular or brand new: Brady has room for all of it. Tell me which, and I'll point you to the stops that fit.
I'll flag the ones that fit you, and I'll still meet you for coffee. Find your corner of Milwaukee.
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Plan a Milwaukee weekendThe walk behind the Brady guide: twelve photos from the same afternoon, printed two-ink on the press.
Read the walkTen stops along a freeway that never got built, from the Cream City Flâneur.
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