This one time, we walked to Austria.
The sky cleared-ish and the sun beamed down.Exploring Bavaria later in the day, Dan, my baguette and cheese-obsessed hubby, spotted this adorable little cheese house along the roadside. We promptly pulled off.
Fresh Bavarian cheese, I tell ya.
The cows were literally out back.Warm, crusty pretzels, straight from the oven. It’s not even right, is it?We feasted like Wisconsinites (I can say that because my Mom is from MKE) and then happily headed back to Heidelberg. Adventurous cheese-mongers is what we were.