West Side Stories
A Tosa resident for almost 20 years, Karen is a mom and freelance writer, addicted to playing tennis. When not on the tennis court, she spends the fall and winter in the stands at Green Bay Packer and Marquette basketball games.
Karen is the author of “Grab a Bite,” a dining out column and the former community columnist for the Wauwatosa NOW newspaper.
Sicko
Besides the fact that we’re annoying each other, a little tired of being land-locked and our cabin-fever is at an all-time high, another undesirable by-product of this record-breaking winter is that we’ve become a household of sickos.
Gee Prince, Where's the Beef?!
I blame the Boca Burgers. Perhaps he’s low on protein. A little too much Tofu?
How else to explain why Prince Fielder has messed with the delicate Brewer fan base at a time of unprecedented pre-season adoration. One of Wisconsin’s favorite sons has gone all Sterling Sharpe on us and started whining about his contract before the bases are even loaded.
Brett Has Left the Building
I sat and watched, riveted, with a box of Kleenex by my side. He cried. I cried. I’m sure that most of Packer nation cried. Suffice it to say, you’d have to be a cold, hard soul not to shed a tear or two.
I’m speaking, of course, about Brett Favre’s press conference this afternoon to announce his retirement.
McCormick & Schmick’s – Mayfair Dining Goes Under the Sea
For no good reason, other than thinking it’s St. Patrick’s Day and everybody is at Mo’s, the family and I dined at the new McCormick & Schmick’s restaurant which opened their Mayfair location on Monday.
Tucked in the less busy north parking lot near Macy’s, the new M&S is rather unassuming from the outside. Once inside, it feels completely different. Sort of a mix of cathedral-meets-the-Titanic-grand-stairway, with its domed center ceiling outfitted with stained glass and capped off with a nod to the Badger State.
March Kinda Makes Me Mad
They call this time of year March Madness, and that, I love. If you give me a choice, I will always choose college basketball over the NBA.
In college, every game, give or take a cupcake or two, means something. The players play from the tip-off to the final buzzer, leaving it all out on the court.
The Beauty of Caller ID
I have always been a Caller ID enthusiast. Over the years, it has saved me from countless telemarketers, fundraisers and sometimes an overzealous relative or two. I tend to use Caller ID aggressively and often. I like to get my money’s worth.
For me, Caller ID is most valuable prior to an election. Today alone, we’ve received four pre-voting calls – from Jill Didier, two from Scott Walker and one other that I can’t identify because I cut off the recording before it finished. It’s late afternoon, I expect a whole bunch more around dinnertime.
