The Thirsty Beaver

Being that I am spending so much time in Wisconsin, my dear friend Kris and I decided to see what true small town Wisconsinites have for a bar scene in a town of about 500 people. This being the situation we ended up at the Thirsty Beaver in Westfield, Wisconsin (mostly because of its name). We walked in, to find about 10 old farmers bellied up to the bar chatting the evening away with their buddies and favorite booze. We played pool with some local boys and went home with Thirsty Beaver hooded sweatshirts. Yes!

Kris and I also spent our weekend together reading OK! What an outstanding magazine! We love the trashy gossip.

I can't wait to leave the country.

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