It’s called seafoam in my neck of the woods (Michigan’s Upper Peninsula)
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displacedyooper
That guy says a lot of things.
My Honda dealer is taking delivery of a Sport Touring Hybrid in December, and gave me the sticker price of $39,800.
The Merkt’s Port Wine cold pack cheese was a fridge staple, growing up in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.
I’m partial to the first gens. I loved my 91 Probe LX so much. That Mazda engine and the manual transmission were both fun and bulletproof. If I ever found one for sale in decent condition, I’d instantly buy it.
Escanaba, That’s my homeland! Also, breakfast pasties are trash. You did yourself a disservice by getting Dobber’s when you could have got one from Sav-Mor. The ones made by Central United Methodist Church are actually the best I’ve had in my life. Of course, after spending the first thirty years of my life in the…
There is a Mennonite Grocery Store/Sandwich counter that stocks this stuff in my part of NW Wisconsin. Can confirm, it’s great.
See also: Mouse!
Hard disagree. American Pasteurized Process Cheese Food is the perfect complement to eggs.
You know what else is good? Take your leftover Sloppy Joe meat and stick it in the middle of a grilled cheese. Now you’ve got yourself a Sloppy Joe Melt and it is delicious.
Kniveses Out
The Mackinac Bridge is great! The annual Labor Day Bridge Walk is even cooler than driving over it.
Agreed. I’ll take the Bong over the Blatnik any day of the week
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This Gilman St. documentary was pretty good.
Go lick a boot.
The last remaining Beef-A-Roo in the U.P. (Iron River) closed last summer apparently. The Marquette one closed in the late 2000's/early 2010's, if I remember correctly. Maybe they’ll make a comeback.
Fuck Keeler and his Proud Boy affiliation. Don’t listen to this trash.
The judge system and plot for the two Advance games were terrible (not that I didn’t play them through, beginning to end) and the mobile game was garbage. I want a real sequel to the OG Tactics. I know I’ll never see it, but it doesn’t mean I can’t dream, damnit!