An Ode To The Mitten
 We sing praise to the freckled fossils found scattered along shorelines,
more commonly called Petoskey Stones. Our toes dip into
the surge of frosty freshwater from the Great Lakes, what were
once in a frozen glacial state, now hold the homes of
plenty of plants, and special species of fish. Ice cold Oberon in
our hand, that doubles as a map, where you can find the first
portion of paved concrete; Woodward Avenue. Dream cruise.
The home of hotrods and Better Made Potato Chips. Indian
folklore tells the story of our sand dunes, where a mother bear
and her lost cubs snooze. And the back of a painted turtle who
became the island of tandem cycling, fudge and horse poop.
We are the birthplace of Motown; Marvin Gaye, Temptations,
Stevie Wonder, Supremes. We suck the sweet out of Traverse City
cherries, thankful for abundant acres of farms for fresh produce.
Miner’s Castle, coves, and Lover’s Leap, the historic painted rocks of the
UP. A place of undisturbed land, white pines, and white tailed deer.
Lions, Tigers, and Red Wings. Authentic fandom, oh my. We pick
our favorite Faygo flavors: Moon Mist, Red Pop, and Rock n’ Rye.
