The day after “the indoor waterpark” incident I was still really shook up. I felt like I had been in a war: bruises on my elbow to my wrist, water lodged near my brain, ringing in my ears, fatigue.
We drove to the Northwoods and had dinner at one of our favorite Wisconsin supper clubs: Marty’s Place North.
Located in Arbor Vitae, Marty’s Place North was slowly filling up at 5PM on a Friday (it felt like midnight to me!) in January.
The horseradish cheese, lake trout, steak with blue cheese butter, and strawberry schaum tort were all better than ever. We even bought a container of cheese and crackers to take home.
The place was packed by the time we retreated back to the safety of our TV and fireplace at the Black Bear Lodge.
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