I'm finally writing about the state that we're still in. We left the comfort of Mike's driveway and moved the 22 miles to the Moose in Kenosha, Wisconsin. This Moose has electrical hookups, but thankfully we were in the Polar Vortex and didn't need them. The Moose Lodge is in a nice quiet area and we really appreciate not having to dodge campfires.
Every Saturday there is a wonderful farmers market/craft show/whatever downtown and this Saturday also happened to be the annual 'Taste of Wisconsin'. You would not believe all the people at both events.
Yep, this is Wisconsin.
I asked these girls if they were like 'Two Broke Girls', the TV show about two girls trying to start a cupcake business. They said yes, but there are four of them.
Something that was being sold in another booth was cronuts - a cross between a croissant and a donut. We had to try one.
Ron was happy with his brat and beer. (Note the wrist band designating him as old enough to drink.)
I really liked Kenosha. It's one of those towns that is just the right size and, with its location right on Lake Michigan, it's very picturesque.
And we discovered the best grocery store there - Woodman's. It is a chain, but only in Wisconsin and Illinois. Their selection is unbelievable. Ron only cared that they had his Danish Kringle.