The Snack I’m going to Marryyyyy

It’s all that I’ve been dreaming of and even morreeeeee

Okay, that’s weird. I’m done.

YOU GUYS. Fried cheese curds. While I once suspected that it wasn’t tastily possible for me to like anything more than mozzarella sticks, I have met my match. These little guys are like like grilled cheese mouth explosions. We met last night at a new bar opening right around the corner for my apartment (danger), a beautiful new space opened by some of Mamrie’s friends. Its midwestern openers plan to serve not only fried cheese curds but also some sort of tater tot casserole? And so, I live there now.