At the end of the ride, we were served lunch. When I saw what we were having , I got to thinking about what was served at the the Madison Tour de Cure. I chose to eat .... is there any doubt?!?
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2 comments:
That's certainly a much posher menu than we had to choose from! I think it was pizza, pizza, pizza for us. With some fruit available, too. The massage tent was pretty swell, though.
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