After another active night of dreaming, I awoke with a new plan for the day: Skip Comisky, and head to milwaukee for a Brewers Game with the Boys. On the way up, we hit The Original Pancake House in Wilmette, eating ourselves nearly ill with dynamite omelettes and pancakes. Joe even ordered a side of sausage with his Continental Breakfast. Ugh!
At the stadium, we caught a nearly perfect day of baseball, if you ignored the slaugter occuring on the field. The reds were up by 8 after the first three innings. As always, the Brats were top-notch and the stadium one of the gems of the league.
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