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Madison, WI.
















The whole theme today was a Woodchuck and his ale.

I found a nice little place in downtown Madison, WI. called the Great Dane Pub & Brewing Company. This was one of the best IPAs I've had east of the Rockies. Fun little place to go and the food was not to bad either.

Traveling the Globe...ok, just the North American continent in search of the perfect pint on IPA.

Hops, they are not just for breakfast anymore.

Comments

Bert said…
Why am I a woodland link?

Hops never were part of breakfast for some of us - *shudder*
Woodchuck said…
Hey, at least you are on the top of the list, not that it, may or may not, mean anything. But, you are on top

Happy Monday.
Me said…
LOL... that is awesome.

Oh to have a beer as tall as I am. (Well, if I actually liked beer that is).
WickedHamster said…
Madison, home of UW, college town - a good place for beer.
Anonymous said…
I prefer hops with a side of hops and a hot, steaming mug of hops for breakfast...

OK, throw in a few black oiled sunflower seeds and a hazelnut or two for fiber.
Woodchuck said…
"OK, throw in a few black oiled sunflower seeds and a hazelnut or two for fiber."

With a Hop cannonball to the side...
Anonymous said…
FYI the Great Dane has a freakin' incredible chicken pot pie!

Hope you had a loverly time in our fair cit-ay!!!
Kelsgarden said…
so close to Appleton and didn't make it -

next trip you are getting to Appleton -

and we should have TP's my brother's front lawn while were there - next time we are in town we are SO going to TP and I bet TKW will help ;)
Anonymous said…
Well, the sunflower seeds are a little harsh....
Anonymous said…
I'm totally in...assuming you like know the sherrif in town so I don't get locked up in the slammer for destruction of personal property!! ;)

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