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January 9th, 2008 at 11:41 am

I found this picture on the blog of my buddy John. Hilarious, in a sick and twisted sort of way.

People in Wisconsin take cheese very seriously, but I have yet to see any playgrounds featuring this particular piece of equipment. Notice I said yet.

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Wow - talk about a “grate” experience! While in Eau Claire this summer I had my first encounter with cheese curds. Everyone asked me if they “squeaked”! I kept asking, “When? When I bit into it? Is it supposed to squeak at me, ‘don’t eat me!’”

Comment by Minette on 1/10/2008 @ 3:18 pm

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Ah yes, I learned early on in my Wisconsin indoctrination that the sure sign of a fresh cheese curd is that it squeaks when you bite it.

Comment by Jason on 1/10/2008 @ 10:31 pm

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Great photo! Made me remember the feeling of my skin peeling off as a slid down a particularly hot slide in the summer. :0)

Comment by Shirley on 1/22/2008 @ 9:11 am

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Opps - that should be “As I slid down a particularly hot slide.” Those dang typos!