My brother came to visit for Mother’s Day weekend. This was two and a half days filled with mom time, eating, running here, eating, more mom time, running there, eating, shopping, eating, taking mom out to…eat. Yeah, lots of foodstuffs touched my lips, but the head cold I was sporting was unimpressed with attempts at gluttony. By the time Saturday evening rolled around, I could not make myself order the delicious jaeger schnitzel at Stone Cellar Brew Pub, which is the best schnitzel I’ve had since mom used to make her mother’s recipe for wiener schnitzel. I simply wasn’t that hungry, so I settled for a small, personal-sized pizza, which didn’t get high marks in my book. Afterwards, I thought, “You fool, you could have ordered the schnitzel, taken most of it home, and enjoyed leftovers for a day or two! Fool!”
Thankfully, I had a leftover seafood chimichanga from Friday night to drown my schnitzel sorrow.
Living out of state, my brother likes to take a trip to Green Bay and Lambeau field from time to time. He remains a die-hard Packer fan, as does his sister. So, I offer you a photographic question and answer session that will bring you along on our journey to Titletown, the Packer Pro Shop and a place to eat and have a beer.
Q: Why are these people standing in line?
A: They paid to have their photo taken with the “Lambeau Leap” statute. Yup, you can pay to pretend you are a Green Bay Packer player, leaping among the bronze fans that surround you. I am a HUGE fan. Huge. But I find this a little cheesy.
Q: Do I need a mule or a pair of Crocs or a green and gold Hawaiian shirt?
A: None of the above. The hat is still at the store, unless a Lambeau Leaper bought it.
Q: Chicken, beef or pork?
A: There is no incorrect answer. Anything made in a Packer crockpot will be good.
Q: Why is this jersey so funny?
A: Because that’s a Packer player’s first name. Ha Ha Clinton-Dix is a Green Bay safety and former member of the Alabama Crimson Tide college football team. My brother and his friend are attending the Packer/Carolina game at the beginning of November and he needed a custom jersey. And a grilling spatula with a big metal “G” in the middle. And a few other trinkets. I asked him why he didn’t go stand in line for the cheesy leap photo.
Q: What do you do when your sister is hungry and wants to eat lunch?
A: You forego the restaurant in favor of the tap room across the parking lot. My brother is not only a Packer fan and avid bicyclist, he is also a beer aficionado. He seeks out new brew pubs and brew masters and boldly goes where wine drinkers fail to tread. It didn’t surprise me that he was lured here like a crow is lured to a bright, shiny object for its nest. This is the Titletown Brewery Tap Room and we must have a beer.
Q: What is the name of this Titletown concoction?
A: Irritation Ale. It’s what you drink when you’d rather eat. I chose to pass on the Busted Nut and Ctrl “Alt” Delete because they just didn’t fit the bill.
Q: Why did I take this photo?
A: Because this is proof that I was irritated. We had finally finished lunch and were on our way back to Appleton. The irritation continued into the afternoon and evening when I chose pizza over schnitzel.
I’m a fool.
Do you have any questions? Need a beer? Want to stand in line for a cheesy leap?