We’ve been in the digital renaissance for what seems like 20 years. Why are we still handing out business cards?
It’s 2019. Glaciers are melting faster than ever, polar bears are struggling to find food and China is no longer taking our recycling. And that’s only the tip of the iceberg, am I right?
Did you know that Americans use, on average, 680 lbs of paper per year? Now, I am a paper person. I love using an actual, tangible notebook to tackle my To Do list. Admittedly, I print out more things during my workday than are necessary. Sometimes I just find it easier to read a document or edit something if it is printed out right in front of me. But, as a paper junkie, even I have cut down over the years. My desk used to be full of file folders labeled neatly in black sharpie with contents to each particular project I’m working on contained inside. I still have cabinets with files that I, no doubt, will never look at again. I have made an effort to gradually decrease the amount of paper I use in the office and slowly over the years, those folders filled with paper have started to disappear.
So, why on this precious earth, are business cards still a thing? I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve handed out my business card in the past year. I have received probably 20 or so in the past year. Let it be known that I’m definitely not anywhere close to a networking machine. I’m not regularly in attendance at industry events meeting with new people so, I’m not a business card magnet. In my role, however, I do often times meet with companies that are trying to acquire business from my company. I always leave my business card behind at my desk and then when they pull out theirs and hand them out, I feel obligated to dust them off and hand one over. Now, in most of these meetings, I already have their contact information. Most of these meetings are arranged via emails that contain their signatures and therefore their contact information. If I want to follow up and get in touch with you post-meeting, I certainly know how to do so without referring back to your business card that I inadvertently already lost or put in the recycling bin.
Not only is this unnecessary piece of waste piling up, but business cards are also a costly company expense. New employees start all of the time. People get married. People get promoted. Businesses rebrand. All of these situations require additional business cards and make old, already printed cards obsolete. And obsolete equals more waste.
I think we’re all capable of thinking up a solution that works best for us given the moment you need to capture a business contact’s info. There are plenty of apps out there to replace the business card if you are into that sort of thing.
So, ditch ‘em! Just try it. I’m going to. It may be easier said than done and I may no longer win a free footlong at Subway, but to me, it’s worth it. We owe it to everyone to do our part even if it’s one small, rectangular piece of paper at a time.
At KC, we’re all about finding the truth…and great places to eat.
One of the main qualities of anyone that works at KC is curiosity. We all have it. We all encourage it. Part of curiously is getting out there and trying new things: new technologies, new advertising channels, new ideas…and, of course, new things to eat. In that spirit, we offer this continuously updated list of our favorite food discoveries. Looking to try something new? Want great food delivered with passion? Start right here.
Here’s the thing with The Fed. It’s not hip, it’s not fancy, and it’s not even the best. But you know what? Judges eat there. Federal judges. And they let the slovenly public in, too. But hey, guilty until proven innocent, amiright?
You hungry? The Fed has you covered: with weekly specials that span from French Dip Sandwiches to French Cheeseburgers (dijon mayo, red wine reduction onions, brie cheese on a 1/3 pound of a grass-fed beret wearing beef). The Fed is also home to more homespun highlights like Spaghetti and Meatballs and a Jamaican Turkey Melt with Fries (everything comes with fries, unless you want a side salad).
But that’s just the grill. Surely district attorneys don’t subsist on sandwiches and burgers, do they? Occasionally they have the killer Fish Sandwich (lightly fried, perfectly placed on the perfect bun with the optimal amount of shredded lettuce and tartar sauce).
There’s also a salad bar (no, it’s not sequestered). And soup! Oh the soup. Chili on Wednesdays, Beer Cheese as a usual accompaniment. Olde Fashioned Steak, Manhattan Clam Chowder and Turkey Gumbo show up on the menu every now and then.
Did I mention they do breakfast? Bailiffs get hungry first thing in the morning! American Breakfast Sandwich (bacon), Mexican Breakfast Sandwich (chorizo), Courthouse Special (cholesterol). Perfect for hangovers! Did I mention it comes in a styrofoam to-go box?
Look at the time, and we haven’t even discussed the Deli, where you can enjoy the same pre-wrapped sandwiches.
The verdict is in… it’s amazing!!
The Federal Cafe
Located in the United States Ninth District Court — District of Minnesota
300 S 4th St
Minneapolis, MN 55415
Mon-Fri 7:00 AM – 2:30 PM
You gotta love a 12 seat restaurant. What they lack in space they more then make up for in flavor. Known for their empanadas, they actually sold us off of those for the pizza. The margarita pizza was great…an almost a sweet tasting crust, with big hits of salt. We also tried the carne empanada. Wow, killer flavors with a killer side sauce. Don’t look past the empanadas in spite of all the buzz around their pizza. But the big winner here was the caesar salad. It was the best I’ve had in town. Fantastic, big bold rich flavor. Places usually phone those in, not here. Bonus: They serve beer and wine for the win. 🙌🏻 You don’t want want to miss this place.
3749 Nicollet Ave
Minneapolis, MN 55409
Tues-Sun 11-9, Closed Monday
So what do you do when your city is hosting the Super Bowl a few blocks from your agency, and your team almost—ALMOST—makes it in? Simple. Have a little fun at the expense of the teams that did make it.
And like everything we do, it has to come out of the truth. Besides, the best jokes are the ones that are, at their core, about truth.
After the Viking’s loss in Philadelphia, there were reports that some Vikings fans (and players) were hit with beers by reveling Eagles fans. So we decided to blow off a little steam.
When you speak the truth, you strike a chord. And with that comes the good and the bad. The good was this: it went viral. The poster was quickly picked up by local media. Then retweeted/posted by sports blogs. And then Philly news outlets got a hold of it. We even had a crew come by to find out what the truth of it was.
And the bad? Besides a number of 1 star reviews for a bar that doesn’t actually serve the public, our answering machine and front desk person had to deal with a barrage of angry and crank callers. Not to mention a moment or two where we wondered if we’d come in one morning to find a brick through the window.
We were riding a wave of attention and we wanted to do something else fun that didn’t poke the eagle too much more. So we put up a poster having some fun with Patriot fans. The next day, a news crew from Boston was in the Truth Bar for an interview.
It’s been unseasonably cold for Super Bowl Week here in Minneapolis. Despite that, and the negative online commenters, there’s been a steady flow of people outside the Truth Bar, stopping to get their picture taken in front of the two signs. Turns out when you put the truth out there, people notice.
It’s beautiful days like today that make us grateful for the convoy of food trucks parading downtown every summer.
There can no longer be any doubt that winter has finally arrived, whether we like it or not. In order to fight the subzero winter blues, we asked some KCees to share their favorite things to do, eat or drink during the coldest days of the year.
Liz: “I buy a new hat, or maybe some mittens, to trick myself into thinking I like putting it on.”
Nick: “Winter layering. Nothing looks quite as great as shedding a layer in a flourish when you enter a room. It also makes hiding a flask way easier on chilly nights (or days). Whenever, really. No judgment here.”
Jodi: “I like getting all bundled up and going on a winter walk. I never want to at first, but it’s good for the soul to be out tromping in the snow.”
Andie: “I love group indoor cycling. It’s a great way to stay active during the winter months without having to be alone at a gym. Try Surge Cycling, I’m a new instructor there!”
Amanda: “My favorite part about winter is when the snow has just fallen in the city, and the entire city is quiet and glitters in the light from all the snow that’s still clean and untouched. It’s so peaceful and beautiful. And then it turns grey and hard and ugly and winter sucks all over again.”
Peter: “The winter skies are clearer than summer skies, so it’s a great time to star watch. Mars, Venus, and Saturn have all made appearances in the last two weeks, but you had to be up early to see them.”
Seka: “During winter I dream of visiting Sarajevo to see the 1984 Olympic site, eat Bosnian pizza, and to drink pivo.”
Brian: “Drink: Oatmeal stouts. Eat: Fried mac and cheese balls. Do: Cry.”
Well, it’s that time of the year. Again. Everyone rejoices in sweater weather and scarf season. Quotes from L.M. Montgomery and F. Scott Fitzgerald litter our newsfeeds. We’re all surrounded by 50 shades of orange, and you can’t go grocery shopping without walking by shelves and shelves of pumpkin-flavored everything.
Don’t get us wrong—we love the occasional pumpkin spice latte, and most of us think Thanksgiving isn’t quite complete without pumpkin pie. But there has to be a line. We’re starting to get overwhelmed by the ceaseless fall-themed pumpkin-izing marketing tactics implemented by every supplier of food and drink that can transform their products into an imitation flavor of the giant orange fruit you would never actually eat by itself.
Pumpkin pie? Pass the cool whip. Pumpkin ale? Hey, it’s alcohol. But have you been to a Trader Joe’s in November? You can get actual pumpkins, of course, for all your carving and decorative needs, but they’ve taken it quite a few steps further into a BS-ridden pumpkin-ized hell.
You can find plenty of sweet pumpkin-flavored breakfast items, from cereals and granolas to toaster pastries and frozen waffles, meant to start your day with an orange-colored sugar-filled spicy rush. Then there’s pumpkin cream cheese to spread on your pumpkin bagels, and pumpkin tortilla chips to dip in pumpkin salsa. And pumpkin-flavored dog treats? Who is that benefiting, really? Your dog doesn’t care that it’s November. Your dog just wants food.
The novelty of seasonal pumpkin flavors is starting to wear off. A cliché starts as a good way to describe something, and it becomes a cliché when it’s overused as the only good way to describe something. Pumpkin is a fall staple, to be sure, but have you ever actually taken a bite out of a pumpkin? It tastes nothing like your spicy latte. We’re calling BS on most “pumpkin”-flavored foods. The flavor you’re pining for is actually a blend of cinnamon, nutmeg, clove and ginger. Not pumpkin.
Admittedly, we are a little curious about the pumpkin-flavored dog treats.
We at KC are saying farewell to summer in the most Minnesotan way possible: by soaking up the rays (humidity) and indulging ourselves at the State Fair. So we asked for everybody’s favorite fair food, drink, or activity.
Dean: “Scotch eggs with horseradish sauce.”
Robb: “Best fair food hands down: deep-fried jalapeño and cheese ravioli from Vescio’s. Oh, and Poncho Dog—NOT corndogs.”
Ashley: “I love the corn on the cob, cheese on a stick, cheese curds, and buckets of saltwater taffy. I am pumped to try the espresso float!”
Duncan: “Malts from Kiwanis malt shop, ice cream cones from the Dairy Bar, and a glass of 1919 root beer with a scoop from Nitro ice cream.”
Brandon: “My favorite thing about the State Fair is not going to it.“
Nick: “I like not sitting in traffic or on a bus to get to a place where I spend too much money and rub shoulders with the sweatiest people in the state.”
Amanda: “I definitely go to the fair for the people watching! My favorite and must-haves are a Gizmo from Carl’s Gizmo Sandwiches, Karamarczuk’s polish sausage with everything on top (except ketchup, because that’s disgusting), wine slushy from the Minnesota Wine Country, Summit on a Stick, and Tom Thumb mini-donuts. Then you have to go to the bars, pull up a stool, grab a cold beer, and watch all of the people.”
One more day until the long weekend, and we’re already daydreaming about kicking back with a refreshing drink. So we asked KCees to share their go-to summery beverages. Drink up!
Ashley: “My favorite summer drink right now is an iced coffee or cold press with a shot of espresso and some cream.”
Taylor: “Grapefruit Stiegl Radler. It’s carbonated, fruity, and it’s still beer. I’ll take a four-pack now, please.”
Nick: “I’m partial to homemade Negronis at the moment. Equal parts Bent Brewstillery Gunner Ghost gin, sweet vermouth, and Campari. Garnish with an orange.”
Liz: “I will never get over the Moscow Mule. Vodka, spicy ginger beer, fresh lime, mint garnish. Don’t forget the copper mug.”
Brandon: “I love a good cocktail and IPA as much as the next guy, but my summer nirvana begins and ends with a tall boy Bud Light at Target Field.”
We could have called this post Stuff We Shamefully Love, but where’s the fun in a guilty pleasure song if you won’t embrace it? We asked the team to stand tall and proudly share the best worst songs they jam to. Listen at your own risk.
Kari “for sure* knows all the words” to Taylor Swift’s “Shake It Off.” *This claim has not yet been proven.
Robb was about to jump on the T-Swift train, but he selected the 1970s gem by Player, “Baby Come Back.”
Bailey could name a few T-Swift songs but admitted that Miley Cyrus’s catchy “Wrecking Ball” beats all.
Jeannette said she listens to “anything by Pitbull,” rightfully adding, “I’m so ashamed.” (Unfortunately, our intern refused to provide a link to a music video, but if you’d like to explore Pitbull’s complete collection, come over to her neighbor’s apartment on any freakin’ day at 2 AM.)
Aron’s choice has no place on a guilty list: “Take On Me” by A-ha.