The sine qua non of any trip to Northern Wisconsin is dinner at the White Stag steakhouse. I’ve been there at least 30 times in my life and can’t recall a bad piece of meat.
I really built this place up to our friends, and the food didn’t disappoint. Every bite was awesome. I was so caught up in the taste of my steak that I neglected to get a photo of it, but I did take this shot of the chef doing his thing right out in the middle of the dining room. This is cool because not only do you get the taste of great meat, but you also enjoy the smell and sizzle.
