my travels in the great white(trash) north brought me to the hamlet of Sister Bay

I was looking for dinner and was intrigued by a place that lets goats feed on its roof. I walked in and was greeted by half a dozen blond, buxom beauties in traditional low cut Swedish outfits. The night was off to a fantastic start. Then I read the menu and what do you know, as if you need further proof that the world revolves around the wolfpack, old Al Johnson is an SICP grad!

Swedish fare is kind of like Irish food without the French fries. I knew this going into the evening after having eaten at Ann Sathers. However, this place really knocks it out of the park. Fantastic meatballs, pies and vegetables. Being in Wisconsin, I had to order some fried curds and those were great as well.

If you are in northeast wisky, I would highly recommend Al Johnson's. Come for the show, drink and stay for the show as the ladies stretch to clean the tables across from you (note: make sure your wife is sitting opposite of you so that you don't get caught looking).

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we have Swedish food every xmas eve

it's terrible

black pepper is too spicy for swedes