When I arrived yesterday, I checked the menus of the restaurants nearby and thought to myself, "I could eat a lot in this town." So I got started with some mac and cheese, fried pickles, and a salad.
In fact, I couldn't go out for dinner as I had intended, because it was a stormy night and I had to console the fluffy creatures in my charge who do not enjoy thunderstorms.
One successful Bucks game and a short but deep night's sleep later, I woke up to more fluff, the prospect of better weather, and a new thought. My second thought about Madison was that I could become very fit in this town. This is pure intuition on my part, and only time will tell if the second thought proves as grounded in reality as the first.
A third thing is that I simply must get cheese curds. One of my coworkers, a Wisconsin native, expressed direct disappointment that I hadn't gotten fresh, squeaky cheese curds and I had nothing to say to defend myself; it's an indefensible position. I do have high hopes about the famous Saturday on the Square farmers' market that Madison boasts--maybe I can find some cheese curds there!
Nom nom nom!!
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