I found this picture on the blog of my buddy John. Hilarious, in a sick and twisted sort of way.
People in Wisconsin take cheese very seriously, but I have yet to see any playgrounds featuring this particular piece of equipment. Notice I said yet.
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Minette says
1/10/2008 at 3:18 pmWow – talk about a “grate” experience! While in Eau Claire this summer I had my first encounter with cheese curds. Everyone asked me if they “squeaked”! I kept asking, “When? When I bit into it? Is it supposed to squeak at me, ‘don’t eat me!'”
Jason says
1/10/2008 at 10:31 pmAh yes, I learned early on in my Wisconsin indoctrination that the sure sign of a fresh cheese curd is that it squeaks when you bite it.
Shirley says
1/22/2008 at 9:11 amGreat photo! Made me remember the feeling of my skin peeling off as a slid down a particularly hot slide in the summer. :0)
Shirley says
1/22/2008 at 9:12 amOpps – that should be “As I slid down a particularly hot slide.” Those dang typos!
Jason says
1/22/2008 at 7:43 pmYeah, now THAT sounds painful!