As you can tell from the giant turntable-shaped hall of fame on our lakefront, Cleveland is known as the rock and roll capital of the world. Now, we’re self-aware (and self-deprecating) enough to realize this isn’t entirely true, but we’ll take it because at least it’s a thing. And it could be worse. We could be the toilet paper capital of the world. (No offense, Green Bay.)
Local favorite Slyman’s Restaurant doesn’t try to sell a million things. They just make a huge corned beef sandwich. Seriously, it’s as big as a cantaloupe. Or a quart of paint. Or a small dog. Not so much a Yorkie or a Maltese, but maybe more like an overweight Pug. You know, the ones with all the respiratory issues. Regardless: that’s all they do, and they really nail it.
Next to Cleveland City Hall lies the Free Stamp: a giant, reddish/ pinkish sculpture of a stamp that says “free” backwards. It was created by Claes Oldenburg in 1985. And to this day, none of us know what it means. But it’s weird enough to make you stop and do a double take and think, “You know who has great or maybe terrible taste in art? Cleveland.”
This is a statue of Commodore Perry, the Hero of Lake Erie. As far as we can tell, he stood for two things: blasting the British the hell out of our lake and growing an impeccable set of muttonchops on his cheeks. Check and check, Cap’n.
Full disclosure: this one doesn’t really count. We just really like good beer, and Cleveland has a lot of it. Especially 20+ year client Great Lakes Brewing Company. BTW: this is in no way an attempt at a quid pro quo exchange where we put their name in this post in the hopes they’ll leave several kegs of delicious Eliot Ness Amber Lager on our back stoop (wink-wink).