I think I am still recovering from my weekends spent in a law library. I feel I missed out on “Weekend Festivities”. (and I am not yet convinced the sacrifice was worth it; see bitterness) The musty smell of battered books (yes I only studied in the basement); the creepy judge painting staring down at me; caffeine crazed, bulging eyeball, weary students; and a language I spent hours attempting to decipher, took over my precious weekends.
I may be over compensating for these feelings of weekend loss, but these days I try to get the most out of my weekends. I need to be constantly doing something, seeing something, exploring. Could you have a better motto when moving to a new city? Explore Explore Explore…..
So, when New Friend calls to take you on an adventure outside of the city….
Cedarburg it is.
Cedarburg, was apparently voted one of “:America’s 11 prettiest communities”, and “renowned as a favorite small town visit.” I’m all for the city life, but sometimes the small town calls.
Our exploration started with lunch. Check out the pub here. The Anvil Pub was once a historic blacksmith’s shop. Who doesn’t want a bit of history with their lunch?
Um I would make the drive purely for those Onion Rings. Stout battered? Welcome to my hips.
Next stop, the winery.
And who doesn’t want to stare at chocolate after a little wine tasting? I call that successfully bringing back the weekend. Done.