The smell of aged cheese and smoked fish drifts through the air, and the sound of sizzling food and friendly chatter bounces off the walls.
A Wisconsin public market hums with a specific kind of energy, the kind that only comes from a place where locals and visitors both feel at home.
You can wander past cheese counters piled high with wedges and curds, stop at a seafood stall for fresh oysters, or grab a spot in line at a bakery where the pastries are still warm. The lunch lines move fast because the regulars know exactly what they want…