found.
dude, i so want to go to the mars cheese castle..
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You know, I've been there. It's less than an hour from my house. Much to my chagrin, the castle itself is not made out of cheese.
Posted by: Fish | September 23, 2005 at 02:05 AM
fish: are you serious?!? how can they falsely advertise like that??!?
i'm contacting my senator or something.
Posted by: sweetney | September 23, 2005 at 02:10 AM
oh, everything about that is soooo right.
Posted by: kilowatthour | September 23, 2005 at 02:17 AM
Don't get me wrong, there's a shitload of cheese in there, along with a plethora of smoked meats, frozen desserts, and the like. But the walls? they ain't cheese. You'd think we Wisconsinites would learn to make buildings out of cheese...
Posted by: Fish | September 23, 2005 at 02:29 AM
ohmygod i love america.
Posted by: jenB | September 23, 2005 at 02:34 AM
I'm not trying to brag, but I've been there. My parents and I stopped there to eat lunch after they picked me up in Northern Wisconsin from swim camp in 6th grade. Ahhh...the memories.
Posted by: Lily | September 23, 2005 at 03:00 PM
ive been there and have a similar pic... funny, went there in 1999 on tour... the funny thing is it just happens to be in a town named mars as I recall, and not so much a castle as a gift shop... we did stock up the van w/ chesse for the ride, I beleive from madison to memphis...
Posted by: mike wolf | September 23, 2005 at 03:44 PM
I, too, have been there and have a similar pic. I'm beginning to notice a thread among those of us who frequent Sweetney..... hmmmmm.
Posted by: xine | September 24, 2005 at 11:31 AM
I too have seen the sign, though have never been fortunate enough to visit... ahhh, the sqeak of fresh cheese curds in the morning (those of you who know what I'm talking about TOTALLY understand).
Posted by: Natalie | September 28, 2005 at 09:18 PM
It is not called Mars Cheese Castle because it is in a twon called Mars...it is called Mars because the owner's first name is Mario. He lives down the street from me.
Posted by: Jessica | September 30, 2005 at 02:38 PM