

And she is staying involved.īecause Sue is always involved. It furthers the myth making: From a pharmacist’s daughter who grew up near Minnehaha Creek in south Minneapolis, and who would take the streetcar from 50th Street all over the city, Sue has risen to “the first lady of all things culinary in the Twin Cities.” In September, she turns 88. And earlier this year, Taste of the Twin Cities, a food-centered charitable event, made Sue its inaugural hall-of-fame inductee. It had to be a secret when the Charlie Awards, which Sue co-founded in 2011 to show love to food-service players, named her the Lifetime Achievement Award recipient in 2019. In 2015, the Minnesota Broadcasting Hall of Fame honored Sue for her work on KSTP-TV and WCCO-TV, not to mention her James Beard Award-winning turn at WCCO Radio. Nor is she an archetype, even though it feels as if every city should have a Sue Z.: a power grid of a human being whose brain can connect the past zigs and future zags within some sphere of influence (in Sue’s case: the dining and hospitality scene), whose fluid networking can make things happen (in Sue’s case, too many to list easily: a restaurant-industry awards show 10 cookbooks Minnesota Monthly’s Food & Wine Experience multiple food-related charitable organizations countless fundraisers), and whose go-to compliment runs as dependably as a public resource (in Sue’s case: “fabulous”).Īnd recently, the Twin Cities social fixture has found herself encircled by the laurels of local legacy. She is not fictional, despite the catchy moniker-nice-sounding on the radio, good-looking on the boxes of cookies she created and sold for charity. But Sue has worked the Twin Cities as a food journalist and philanthropist for more than four decades. for about five years, meeting her in my role as editor, since she has long written the magazine’s who’s-who-and-what’s-new-in-food column, which recently moved online. You want to know Sue not for her sense of “somebody” but because she probably wants to know you. Sue is sweet, if also feisty and opinionated, and there’s a mischievous, fun-loving sparkle at play.

Overall, her presence feels like New York. Beneath the clean swoop of her formerly chestnut-brown and now ivory-white hair, she always wears circular spectacles. Within her orbit of bright-eyed, fast-paced conversation, you clock the trademarks: a fashionably loose-fitting silhouette, likely in a muted, neutral, earthy, or wintry tone-browns, grays, blacks, whites-and splashed here and there with mod accessories, sometimes of toy-like vibrancy. They stand taller than Sue, who is 4’7”, and they chat amiably because, according to a few close to her, she rarely walks a direct route anywhere, stopping to talk with those who spot her, or whom she spots, which could be many. Sue Zelickson, known as Sue Z., is one such person-although you may not even see her at first, instead noticing the clump of people knotted around her. Some people carry an air of the fictional character.
