Category: play
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playground
Whoah. What the hell is this? It must be Dr. No’s man cave! Who else but a mad scientist would need to know the time in five time zones as he relaxes in the basement of his volcano island headquarters after a long day of scheming his way towards world domination? Who else but an… Read.
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Brewers vs Phillies
My Darling B and I took a little trip to Milwaukee yesterday afternoon to see our first Brewer’s game ever, courtesy of the good folks at Hop Head Beer Tours, who provided transportation and plenty of beer, which was not only freshly-brewed in the kettles at the Vintage Brewing Company but was poured by one… Read.
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great!
It’s the Great Taste of the Midwest! (I’m typing this entry now because I’ll be far too toasted to hit the right keys in the right order after we come home from the event.) My Darling B and I went out to Crema Cafe for a pre-tasting breakfast so we’d have a solid cushion of… Read.
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mojave?
Mars looks a lot like the Mojave Desert. That’ll thrill the hoaxers. Read.
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up and at em
I crawled into bed at about one-thirty this morning after staying up half the night to watch NASA land a robot on Mars. “Did your thing happen?” My Darling B asked dreamily, as I settled into a comfortable spot. “Yes, my thing happened,” I told her. Space geekery is “my thing.” Then tried to fall… Read.
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falafel
We went looking for the Banzo food cart yesterday after work because My Darling B really really wanted falafel. The Banzo cart sells the best falafel we know of on the east side of town. Really the only falafel that we know of on the east side of town, but there you go. The Banzo… Read.
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voice
This is your “I’m too tired to write drivel, believe it or not” video. You may not have seen this film in science class, but you know that voice. Read.
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harvest
Rain began to fall as we stepped out of the parking garage on North Webster to walk to Harvest, the last restaurant we had reservations for during Madison’s Restaurant Week. We were both so unfamiliar with the feeling of water falling out of the skies on our heads that we froze in confused indecision and… Read.
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chop
They had food at the Capitol Chophouse, too, but the martini was so goddamn great that I had to get all that gushing out of my system before I could even consider raving about the food. They started me off with charcuterie, a sort of ploughman’s platter of meats made by the Underground Food Collective.… Read.
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martini
Capitol Chophouse is da bomb and I’ll tell you why: They mix the best martini I’ve ever drunk anywhere. The Chophouse was our second stop on this week’s tour of restaurants for Madison Magazine’s Restaurant Week, our semi-annual trip around some of the finer restaurants in the area or, as we like to think of… Read.
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