Well I pretty much grew up in Hudson, Wisconsin (think Twin Cities on the good side of the St. Croix river). Spent four of my greatest years in Madison. And I know that the way to cook a brat is first you pre-cook it by boiling it in beer, then you grill it and occasionally pour (spill) the beer you are holding over the brat as it is grilling. Enjoy as you wait for the Badger game to start.
Ahh… beautiful Appleton Wisconsin. Home to Lawrence University. I have lived here 6 years, but am origionally from Fremont, NE. Brat fries and cheese curds were quite the culture shock. For some reason it is also Pop but Water fountain up here.
Crap. I meant to actually include a reply with that last post.
Anyway, I grew up in Appleton (70’s and early 80’s), and it was always “pop” (although now I say “soda,” and I’m only 60 miles away) and “bubbler.” I also have what my Oregonian friend tells me is a Wisconsinism:
“So do you want to catch a movie, or no?”
“Want to come along to the store, or no?”
A few years ago Mr. S caught a dumb radio bit in which the announcer was telling about a bunch of “typical” Wisconsin things. One was how we all go out for sausages :eek: on Friday night. Geez, there are so many goofy things about Wisconsin, you don’t have to make them up! We go out for fish fry on Fridays, doofus!! A friend who moved to Colorado several years ago always catches the Friday fish fry when he comes back to visit.
Scarlett, who doesn’t really care for brats, but can say that she has eaten them in Johnsonville.
Born & raised in central Wisconsin. Lived in Stevens Point 'till I was about 6, then we moved some nowhere spot called Buena Vista, then to a tiny village called Almond. I go to school up Nort, in Ashland but right now I’m back in Almond for the summer.
Most people 'round here say “pop” and “bubbler.” I say “soda,” and I try to say “water fountain” but sometimes “bubbler” just slips out, doncha know? Yah, hey.
PS. Anybody else going to the Energy Fair in Amherst next week?
OH GHOD!! Those fish fries! That beer batter for the fish! YUM!!!
You can’t get decent fish in Tennessee. Oh, how I miss it!
Hey! My friend Cathy lives in Almond! 15 minutes north of me – I’m just south of Wautoma. Hey dere!
Is that coming up again? We always mean to go to that but we never seem to make it. Have you ever been to the Amherst Coffee Co. for live music?
I have to say, I’m surprised how many claim to call soda “pop”. Nobody ever calls it that around here(Milwaukee).
Scarlett67 everyone I know talks like that:
“Ya wanna go out no eat? Or no?” Or how about the way Cheeseheads say “you bet” instead of “you’re welcome”:
Thank you for doing that for me. “You bet!”
Do you think they sell Brats at McDonalds anywhere but here? I’d like to know.
My wife & I travel alot, both for business and pleasure, and it’s amazing how many folks can guess where we’re from simply by how we talk:
“Yah, hey. Where is the beer depot? Is it down by the filling station or do I goes past the stop-n-go lights?”
We don’t all talk like that, do we?
I forgot about the stop-and-go lights! 
I grew up in Milw & Waukesha and love to look at a water fountain every now and then, but when I’m thirsty, I look for the nearest BUBBLER, water always seems to taste better from a BUBBLER, unless I’m having a SODA.
I moved to Madison 20 years ago and haven’t heard the word BUBBLER, also here it’s pop, how strange. But this city is so yuppified nothing surprises me.
What I think is strange is the Angelic Brewpub won’t let you smoke on the outside eating terrace area, but you can smoke inside the building. How weird is that, hey?
Well, I’m from south of Sheboygan, in the realm of the Hollanders. My aunt works in a cheese factory, & on the 4th of July we eat Oostburgers, which are hamburgers and bratwursts on hard rolls (insert favorite dijk joke here). You can still hear dialogue like “Dummit, my ma says I mayn’t go today. En so, can we tomorrow?”
I drank pop for 18 years when growing up in Marshfield. Since, I’ve lived in Madison, Sheboygan, Milwaukee, and now Clyman, and I have four 12 packs of soda in the kitchen.
And several pounds of cheese. I’d die without cheese.
I work in a dinner theater with a bunch of transient Californians and our shop motto is:
“Come to Wisconsin. Bring your big pants.”
They come expecting fresh fruits and vegetables. We corrupt them with fish fries, bratwurst, beer and cheese. They waddle home in a month, five pounds heavier.
Only 5 pounds heavier? You must be serving them light beer.
I grew up in Wauwatosa, which is outside Maw-wakee. You know, down by the bruries.
C’mere once, woudja?
And it was soda, rubber bands, and bubblers for me. Even after I graduated from UW- Madison.
Regards,
Shodan, another recovering cheesehead
Yup, June 22-24. It’s always roundabout the summer solstice.
I’ve been to the Amherst Coffee Co. for coffee, but not for a show. I don’t get out there nearly as often as I should.
Hey, did anybody else get hit by that storm yesterday? We have three trees and a boatload of branches down in the yard. Power was out all last night and all day today; it just came back on about 2 hours ago. (And what’s the first thing I do? …well, the first thing I did is take a shower because I was all skanky from working out in the yard… but after that I came right to the SDMB :D)
Good to know your power’s back on. I talked to my friend Cathy last night, when the power was still off. We had a few flickers the night of the storm, but no more than a few seconds; our damage was limited to twigs and leaves on the lawn.
But we drove through Oshkosh and Neenah on Tuesday – what a mess! Most of the power was still out, stores closed; most of the stores on the frontage road in Oshkosh had signs bent over (those huge metal poles). The Baymont Inn sign was smashed in the parking lot. Skipper Bud’s had boats piled on top of one another in the marina. Billboards in the “corridor” between Oshkosh and Appleton shredded or tipped over. Trees uprooted. Yikes. The highest windspeed I saw reported was 77 mph.
I eat a minimum of 3 pounds of cheese a week. I will never give up good cheese. I will give up other things so that I can always eat cheese. Fresh cheese curds are only a few hours old, and squeak every byte. Anything in a store that says fresh cheese curds is labled such for out of staters. Only true pleasure will be found in curds made hours before. The specialty cheeses for many manufacturers are devine. Now I need to road trip to a number of locations due to this.