When my great-great-grandparents came to the U.S., they settled in or near Red Wing. I was in Minneapolis about ten years ago for work, and there was a bar called "The Newspaper" (I think?) that had a bar shaped like a boat. Bartenders had to climb the rigging to get to bottles, and if you were seated near the bow, you had to drink about half your beer before you could put it down without spilling it. What a great place!