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Growing up near Wisconsin Dells my summer vacation food was mainly fudge, made by young ladies in ridiculous Swiss costumes, cooked in copper kettles and spread out on marble slabs. It was the show to occupy your time while you waited for your turn at the counter. Guaranteed not to melt in your car!

You beat me to it! 

I read that headline and all I could think of was number 4, crunchy frog. 

Is there a way to just send you guys a message about this kind of thing? This is my favorite board and I always feel like a heel pointing this kind of thing out but I dont want the Pulitzer folks to see it.

A prune is a dried plum. 

Unless it has something to do with the story line I dont care about any characters sexual/romantic preferences. 

Sorry, the QR code for a sit down place is a hard pass for me. I am not going to use my phone to screw up my order, I want a human to do that.

If there were any produce at farmer’s markets I would make rhubarb jam.

Thats nonsense. Go to a any chain business in the backyard of the corporate headquarters. 

If you really want the best Culver’s experience you need to go one in a small town in Wisconsin like Sun Prairie or Portage.

I lived in London for 6 months and was thrilled that I could go to my local chipper and get fish fry anytime I wanted to. 

Instacart is really a dead service where I am. 

From my father and step-father, nothing as they only consumed Old Style and souls.

So rice, wheat, oats and rye are veggies?

As I have told dozens of bio-parents when I was a foster parent: Corn is a grain and doesn’t count as a veggie!!!!

Once upon a time outside of large cities (which is the majority of America) coffee was basically coffee. I remember seeing a Gloria Jean’s in the mall for the first time and wondering why my mom got all happy to fork over big bucks for a cup. 

I worked for a supplier for Subway back in the mid nineties. Fred’s goal was to make a million dollars for each year he was old every year and he didnt think too much about what he needed to do that, 

Why do all the Australian names sound like adult entertainment places? I swear I went to the Icy Pole in Helsinki. 

The souls of my vanquished enemies. 

So the child wants a cake of a dying cartoon character, a sad moment, so they can have more cake. I think someone should have explained how this wasn’t appropriate instead of indulging it.