MEA 2023


Last year, we went to Door County for MEA break with our friends the Freys. This year we topped that, with a trip to Spring Green, Wisconsin!

We drove down on Thursday, with a stop at Norske Nook for pie on the way. So delicious! (though the lefse was meh at best).

Then we checked into our AirBnB. It was a relatively new listing, with great space for all of us and some wonderful touches to make us feel pampered.



And waking up to this view the next morning was not half bad either....


On Friday we spent hours at House on the Rock, which was as ridiculous as I remember it and a rollicking good time.




We then had a lovely dinner at Homecoming, with lovely wood-fired pizzas and a hippie vibe:



The next day, after "brunch-lunchy" at the Spring Green General Store and touring the art crawl, we went to Taliesin, which was every bit as amazing as I would have wished.





Then dinner at Arthur's Supper Club and a night of jazz at the Slowpoke.




We took the long way home today, which included visiting the "Rock in the House," another pie tasting at the Stockholm Pie Shop, and a Maiden Rock hike.



But as great as the pics of the things we did are, the real joy of the weekend was spending fun time together. Reading, watching (bad) movies, diamond art, puzzles of Taylor Swift's cats, stargazing, cider, ice cream sundaes, just walking around exploring, having great conversations, playing games, and laughing a lot. There was not enough time for everything we wanted to do — but at the same time, it was the best, most relaxing weekend I have had in forever.

Thank you, Frey family, for another of the most wonderful weekends imaginable. We are so lucky to have you in our lives!

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