Post by Chicago Jake on Sept 19, 2006 20:11:56 GMT -6
This past weekend, the Pampered Princess and I picked up Larry (my TNMC movie-watching buddy) and drove up to Monroe, Wisconsin, to join a gang of other old college buddies for “Cheese Days 2006.” The town of Monroe is largely employed by mail-order giant Swiss Colony, and they sponsor this festival of all things cheese every even-numbered Autumn. We stayed at the home of another old college buddy, Mr. Dice, also an occasional poster (and frequent lurker) on this message board. Maybe he’ll chime in and augment some of my observations.
The weekend involved a lot of reminiscing about past college adventures, and lots of beer and bratwursts and Goldschlager, but I’ll spare you all of that and focus on the Cheese Festival itself.
Cheese Days, being largely run by Swiss Colony, celebrates not only cheese, but also the Swiss Heritage of the southern Wisconsin region. This bus invited visitors to explore their Swiss roots:
This booth offered a fine display of custom-made specialty toilet seats. I considered asking if they could make a TNMC seat for our friend BB, but didn’t have time to stop.
Swiss Colony sells, among other fine foodstuffs, a Santa-costumed, mouse-shaped chocolate treat known as a “Chris-Mouse.” Here is Chris-Mouse in the flesh, scaring the little children:
Next, we see the Alpine Horn concert, complete with the Swiss Maids milling about to their right. You cannot listen to the melodious call of these horns without brushing a tear from your eye, and thinking about cough drops.
Although most of the food available was cheese-based, there were other forms of heart stoppers as well. This gentleman was using a lathe-like device, powered by an electric drill, to make slinky-shaped potato chip garlands. The next step was to deep-fry them and inject them directly into the aortas of customers. It might be a bit hard to see through the security netting:
And here is the finished product. You could also get it drowned in cheese (naturally), but this particular example was naked but for some malt vinegar.
Here is a local cheese-head, displaying his pride in his heritage:
Here is one of many fine examples of Cheese Days headwear. I think our very own Dive Master Chuck would be proud to wear this dapper chapeau if I could have purchased one for him:
Here is another fine example of Cheese Days headgear, also often seen at Green Bay Packers games:
And finally, here is one of the Alpine Horn players, heading home with his liebfrau, no doubt to play a rousing game of "hide the bratwurst."
That’s it for Cheese Days until 2008. Start making your travel plans now!.......Jake
P.S. - I should add that Mr. Dice and his family were hosts par excellance, and provided wonderful accomodations, gallons of adult beverages, fabulous food, a 27-foot hot tub, and hours and hours of hospitality. Thanks again, folks! You rock.
The weekend involved a lot of reminiscing about past college adventures, and lots of beer and bratwursts and Goldschlager, but I’ll spare you all of that and focus on the Cheese Festival itself.
Cheese Days, being largely run by Swiss Colony, celebrates not only cheese, but also the Swiss Heritage of the southern Wisconsin region. This bus invited visitors to explore their Swiss roots:
This booth offered a fine display of custom-made specialty toilet seats. I considered asking if they could make a TNMC seat for our friend BB, but didn’t have time to stop.
Swiss Colony sells, among other fine foodstuffs, a Santa-costumed, mouse-shaped chocolate treat known as a “Chris-Mouse.” Here is Chris-Mouse in the flesh, scaring the little children:
Next, we see the Alpine Horn concert, complete with the Swiss Maids milling about to their right. You cannot listen to the melodious call of these horns without brushing a tear from your eye, and thinking about cough drops.
Although most of the food available was cheese-based, there were other forms of heart stoppers as well. This gentleman was using a lathe-like device, powered by an electric drill, to make slinky-shaped potato chip garlands. The next step was to deep-fry them and inject them directly into the aortas of customers. It might be a bit hard to see through the security netting:
And here is the finished product. You could also get it drowned in cheese (naturally), but this particular example was naked but for some malt vinegar.
Here is a local cheese-head, displaying his pride in his heritage:
Here is one of many fine examples of Cheese Days headwear. I think our very own Dive Master Chuck would be proud to wear this dapper chapeau if I could have purchased one for him:
Here is another fine example of Cheese Days headgear, also often seen at Green Bay Packers games:
And finally, here is one of the Alpine Horn players, heading home with his liebfrau, no doubt to play a rousing game of "hide the bratwurst."
That’s it for Cheese Days until 2008. Start making your travel plans now!.......Jake
P.S. - I should add that Mr. Dice and his family were hosts par excellance, and provided wonderful accomodations, gallons of adult beverages, fabulous food, a 27-foot hot tub, and hours and hours of hospitality. Thanks again, folks! You rock.
