This weekend, some of my cousins came to check out the area because they just got a job here. I am very excited for them to come out because it will mean a closer connection with my family as well as some doggy playmates for Tasha. Ones that are willing to run and play, but will still stand up for themselves. When showing the cousins around, it became clear that even though Minnesota and Wisconsin share a border, the culture is actually quite different.
For us, the farmers’ market being full of cheese and venison isn’t a big deal. We are the dairy state and many of our hunters take deer season quite seriously. Some even believe the first day of deer season is a state holiday. The Wisconsinites don’t need to stop and sample every kind of cheese, but for the out of towners, cheese is a huge deal. Of course they bought two different kinds of cheese curds (because clearly the white and the yellow ones are different!) and spicy cheesy bread. I think we also sampled every cheese that had a sample available. LD and I cared more about getting vegetables for the meals that week. The out of towners wanted cheese. I guess when it is always available, cheese isn’t as excited as it would be. However, I will appreciate it a bit more.