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We're Milwaukee Famous

As we rolled into Milwaukee via Hwy 43 we were hungry for lunch. Scott wanted to go to his favorite hole-in-the-wall Mexican joint only to find out it was closed. We drove down the street and settled on a new restaurant Terra. We decided to eat on the patio since Baby Darling was with us. We had the whole patio to ourselves. 

We both settled on tostadas. 

I ordered the chicken tinga and Brooke got the plain old chicken.

As soon as we got our food a guy came over to us saying they were shooting a commercial that day and asked if we wanted to be in it. The restaurant was trying to aim towards the family crowd and thought it was cute we had a baby. 

I initially thought it might be a bit weird, but Meadow is really cute.

Meadow was being fussy so Scott fed her a bottle while I awkwardly ate my food, hunched over I imagine. We did get a free margarita and chips and salsa out of the deal. 

Can't complain about a free margarita.


I thought I got a lot of attention when I was pregnant, but man people love to see a tiny baby. Especially one with a lot of hair. 

When we arrived at Scott's parents, his mom surprised us with a swing/bouncer for Meadow. 

I had to put it together and we didn't have any batteries. We pushed the swing manually and she dug it.

I put her in Penelope's swing the other day and she hated it. I was worried she wouldn't like this either, but she actually fell asleep.

Of course she wasn't happy when she awoke from her slumber.

I'd been meaning to make eggplant parmesan and homemade tomato sauce form our garden veggies all week. I finally made it for my rents. Surprisingly this was my first non-marinara spaghetti sauce.

The next day we relaxed in the morning. Meadow had slept 7 hours the night before. A new record. I kept waking up to make sure she was still alive. 

Then we went to my cousin Marki's wedding at the Rave. I pumped for the last two days so I could wear something I didn't have to worry about nursing in. Also I could enjoy an adult beverage or two. It worked out nicely because I got to enjoy myself more while Scott took care of her.

During the ceremony I had to walk around the Eagles Ballroom to keep Meadow quiet.

My aunts were so excited to see her. 

We were really surprised that the wedding was in the ballroom.  Mark (Marki's new husband) told me that they had rented the basement, but since the show that night didn't sell enough tickets they moved the wedding to the grand old room.

Their save the dates, invites and decorations were all music themed. 

Brooke, Meadow and I stayed at our table while everyone else hit up the bar.


Their paint job is absurd, but it's still beautiful.

It was really great to be able to explore the Rave without a huge crowd. 

I was afraid we were going to eat all the chips, guac and salsa.

We didn't need to hang by the bar to enjoy a few Lakefront Riverwest Steins. Two for me and one for the Mrs.

I wore the babe during the taco bar. We must have started a trend.

Instead of cake they had a bunch of homemade treats and doggy bags to take what you wanted. Of course we loaded up. 

She slept most of the night. 

They had a live band play. One of the members asked if anyone had been to Eureka, WI. We were the only ones that shouted YAH!. They had written a song about how the bridge had been torn down. 

In case you didn't get a chance to see the bride and groom they had cut outs of themselves. 

Who needs a babysitter when everyone is willing to take care of your baby for you. 

Once the aunts saw Meadow I got a little break.

Then Meadow and I went for a quick spin on the dance floor.

We thought we were being sneaky by going to the rooftop patio.

Apparently it's now open to the public. Great view of downtown and the valley.

The Penthouse Lounge is cool and all, but when are they going to have a pool parties in the basement?

We saw old photos of place and saw there was a pool. A random guy said it was still there and recommended going to check it out. We went downstairs to see this pool, but it was closed off and security was nearby. 


After breakfast we headed over to Jacob's house to show off the babe again. 

We had to visit Jacob since we were in town.

We watched the Packers game, Meadow played with Jacob's beard and we discussed our demolished college house and workplaces.

Meadow again surprised by sleeping mostly. I guess she had to rest from so crabby lately. 

I was getting hungry so we went to Kopp's.

When in Milwaukee you must get custard.

We planned on getting frozen custard and burgers, but opted to just get the latter.




We saved some room for custard at Leon's instead.


I can't get enough of this place.

When I got home I had to sort through trash and treasures. My only real transformer is definitely a treasure.

He wanted to take home all his toys, but she's going to need something to play with when she visits her grandparents. 

Mom and dad hung out with her before heading to bed.


She loves when I tuck her in. 

This one is called, "Brooke take picture. Quickly."

I had never seen the city foggy like this. 

We left in the morning so we could stop at Brittany's. Scott set up her jumper at home and I said she's not old enough for it yet. He put her in Marina's and she actually liked it. 

We hung out with Marina a little bit between naps.

Meadow is the hand-me-down queen.

We had plans to stop at Brittany's so my grandma and aunt could meet Meadow. They both fought over who got to hold her. 

Jill was clear that Meadow looked more like me than Brooke.

Even after her long nap in the car she fell asleep again.

She's definitely a mix.

You knew this was coming. We stopped at Foster Cheese Haus for some pizza.

I got my favorite brewski: Hinterland Winterland.

Meadow got her favorite drink too. Mommy milk.


The pizza here is so good and cheesy. 


Look. Meadow and I make the same face.

Until next time Wisconsin.

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