If I lived near here, I would weigh 300 pounds. My husband wants to bring Michael's to California. We stop here on our way from the airport. We spent a significant part of Sunday evening looking for a place to buy Michael's custard (they sell it a Cub's - who knew?).
Anyway, this location is terrific because in addition to CHERRY SODA (God's gift to Wisconsin, made with "real Door County cherry juice"), you can sneak through the parking lot of the bar next door to a great little playground. Ok, it's not like you're climbing over dumpsters, it's just through the parking lot. And from there it's a straight shot to the Knickerbocker park (don't know the official name) on Lake Wingra with boat rentals and fishing docks.
But back to Michael's. Brat basket - yum. Chicago dog - YUM! Milk shakes - Yum! Cherry Soda - OMG YUM! Wait, no sundaes? Crap, we'll have to stop on our way to the airport. That will make 3 stops in one week - not counting the time they were closed.