Store Spotlight: Funky Munky

Minnetonka Store Spotlight: Funky Munky 323 N. Randall Rd. Lake in the Hills, Illinois

Meet owner Jodi Galle in our Q&A below and learn more about Funky Munky of Lake in the Hills, Illinois!

What’s your Minnetonka story?
Before I took the jump into “brick & mortar” retail, I would vend at music festivals & universities.  It was a great  environment of creativity and expression.  In 1993, I opened Funky Munky with the goal of creating the same experience within a store.

In 2008, Minnetonka was added to our merchandise mix. It is a great partnership; as our customers value the quality of the brand.  Music fests continue to be a big part of our customers lives.

What is your favorite pair of Minnetonka boots?
My favorite style is the 5 Layer Fringe Boot.  The cushion sole makes you feel like you are walking on air. It looks great with jeans, leggings, skirts or shorts. And is one pair of boots that always gets compliments!

What is the most popular Minnetonka style in your store?
The 5 Layer Fringe Boot continues to be the most popular style.  As of late, the El Paso Moc and Suede Ankle Boot have been getting a lot of attention.  Our merchandise comes from all over the world and the El Paso fits right in with its tapestry detail.

How do you like to style your Minnetonka mocs or boots?
Fringe boots and moccasins are a perfect way to create an amazing outfit. Customers are treated to a daily style inspiration with our mannequin, Fiona. Of course every outfit includes a pair of Minnetonkas!  We also style little sister Winnie in our kids mocs.  We try to always have something unique & unusual to catch the customer’s attention.

What are a few must see destinations near your store?
Lake in the Hills is a wonderful town. It’s less than an hour from Chicago, yet far enough away to have a country feel. There’s even a small municipal airport if you feel like dropping in!

A great way to see the nearby natural prairie is the Prairie Trail.  It takes you north to the the Wisconsin state line or south to a series of additional trails.

And summer means music fests!  A couple that are a must see for our customers include Summer Camp in Chillicothe, Illinois, May 23-25, and Lollapalooza at Grant Park in downtown Chicago, August 1-3.

For the Love of February: Kevin + Angela

For our latest lookbook, For the Love of February, we spent the month following a few of our friends around town, capturing their favorite ways to celebrate the season. Today meet Kevin & Angela!

Whether it’s spending a snowy day outdoors, grabbing a bite to eat at your favorite diner or just laying low at home with friends – how will you be sharing the love this February?

Photos courtesy of Cliff Englert

View our entire For the Love of February lookbook here.

 

Everyday Adventure: Ice Fishing

This month we are excited to introduce “Everyday Adventure” a new column on the Minnetonka blog.  Celebrating small ways to incorporate adventure into every day life – from trying a new recipe with seasonal ingredients to hiking Mount Rainier. 

After a twenty-plus year hiatus, Molly got back to her Minnesota roots and went ice fishing. Turns out, the men aren’t so grumpy, the technology is top notch and the fish taste delicious.

I first attempted ice fishing at age ten. My uncle Whitey (a nickname he earned as a kid for having white-blonde hair… or at least I think that’s how the story goes) and I drove nearly two hours to Mille Lacs, one of Minnesota’s largest lakes, blasting “Radar Love” by Golden Earring nearly the entire way.

Mille Lacs is so wide across, that if you didn’t know better, you’d think you were looking at the sea. It’s a haven for ice fishermen, with little communities popping up all over the place once frozen over. Whitey had a great set up; really, more of a condominium than a shanty. Once we pulled up to the place, he’d get the generator roaring and we’d be toasty warm, sitting on a nice recliner, watching old episodes of Leave it to Beaver. We caught no more than five tullibees on that trip—a junk fish nobody wants to eat. But it was still fun.

I don’t think I’ve been ice fishing “for real” since. In college, I went fake ice fishing, which basically means sitting in some rickety shack on a lake where the only thing you’re fishing is another beer out of a cooler. Anyhow, a full twenty years after that initial excursion, Whitey invited me out again. I agreed.

I love fishing. The thing is, I hate fish. If I could somehow go straight from reeling them into the boat to chowing down a huge plate fried walleye, I’d be the happiest gal on the planet. That part in the middle where you have to touch the fish and remove the hook, then hold it by the gills for a photo op and clean it… well, I’d prefer to outsource those tasks. However, I’ve signed on for a full year of living outside my comfort zone, so I decided it was time to get back to the frozen lake. I’m a Minnesotan. I was born to do this, right?

I met Whitey out on Prior Lake, just south of Minneapolis. It was an overcast, 30-degree day, which in this polar vortex of a winter felt absolutely amazing. He’s since ditched the fancy digs, opting for a simple ice shelter—basically a mobile tent. We hunkered down, Whitey on an upside down five-gallon bucket, me on a comfy chair, with a propane heater keeping us warm.

Whitey rigged up his Aqua-Vu, an underwater camera that shows you what’s going on under the nearly two feet of ice. We saw tons of sunnies, those amazing little pan fish that are pain in the butt to clean because their filets are only a little bigger than your thumb. Whitey assured me they were good eatin’, so we caught and kept anything that was roughly the size of our hand or larger.

 

By the end of the day, we’d scored a whole bucket of sunnies. I even took one off the hook myself, which nearly gave me a panic attack, but I managed to get through it (you can watch a video of that here). Next, we headed back to his buddy’s man cave to clean and fry up the goods. I learned how to filet the fish with an electric filet knife, an excellent skill to have in my culinary tool belt.

We fried up a bunch, then made a few sunfish cookies—a new delicacy in my world. Simply salt and pepper a few filets, then stick them in the microwave for 45 seconds, then flip the filets and nuke them for another 45 seconds. I know, microwaving fish literally is one of the most disgusting things you can do in your kitchen, but I promise it did not stink up the place.  Then, we took Ritz crackers, smeared them with cream cheese and topped it all with a bit of fish. It sounds absolutely disgusting, but they were phenomenal. So good, in fact, that I’ll never go another 20 years without ice fishing.

About Molly Mogren:
The daughter of a flight attendant and a hippy-turned-real estate developer who toured Europe in a Volkswagen bus, Molly Mogren came into this world with an undeniable sense of adventure. From hiking the Antarctic Peninsula, to outrunning a hyena in South Africa and even driving a street-legal monster truck through Des Moines, Iowa—she never turns down an opportunity to do something crazy. She’s worked as Andrew Zimmern’s right-hand lady since 2007; they’ve co-written three books together and  co-host a weekly podcast called “Go Fork Yourself.” Her latest project, Hey Eleanor!, chronicles her year-long journey of tackling one thing that scares her every day.  She lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota with her fiancé, dog (Patsy) and kitty, Bogart. She likes to drink coffee, do crossword puzzles and is very good at parallel parking.