Am I the only one who feels like it is impossible to eat well during the summer months in Wisconsin? If you're not at Miller Park having the "build-your-own" nachos, you're in a friends backyard listening to the Brewers and grilling brats. If you're not at a big festival having something fried on a stick, you're at Kopps getting a nice small scoop of "low fat" custard. Just when I think I'm getting back on track (usually a Tuesday or Wednesday) another festival begins and I'm eating something that taste great, but isn't good for you. I like to tell myself "You only do it once a year," isn't it funny how we always find ways to justify doing bad things. Have fun this weekend at Zoo Ala Carte.