A few weeks ago on a night of barhopping in the German neighborhood that has vestigial Germans and German bars, I popped into this one bar-restaurant filled with older people eating schnitzel.
On the menu?
Chili-cheese spaetzle (though for an astounding $9.95).
I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff, though, so I got it... It was only okay, but I was stoked for the concept, and texted a friend from Milwaukee telling him what I had just ordered.
His response -
Fuck yeah.
I love Midwest foodways.
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