Don’t be deceived. Moosejaw Pizza is not only for pizza. Though, that is what I ate.
My in-laws had some questions they wanted to ask the sales staff at the resort, so they signed up for a meeting in order to do this AND get $125 in gift certificates to a local restaurant. They chose Moosejaw, and they chose well.
Before we even entered the restaurant, the entertainment began. The cars in the parking lot were – let’s say – interesting.
We went a little early, so the wait was extremely short. Once seated, our headgear for the evening (think Burger King crown with antlers) was kindly delivered. Phones surface from pockets and purses, and pictures ensued!
While reviewing the menu, I found myself completely torn – a burger, or a pizza. Settling on the Taco Pizza, I helped determine what the kids would be eating and returned to taking crazy pictures in moosehead paper hats.
A trip, or two, or three to the bathroom took place (as expected with four children), but the food did arrive before too long. There was not an ounce of disappointment in my choice of meal. True to the menu description, it was “taco meat covered with melted cheddar & mozzarella cheese, topped with lettuce, diced tomatoes & taco chips.”
I devoured this personal size piece of heaven and moved onto dessert, Moosejaw Pie. Quickly, we consumed this peanut butter pied a la mode, topped with whipped cream and a peanut butter cup. It was a team effort.
Discovering we had gift certificates remaining, it was decided that another meal at Moosejaw would be a great addition to our trip. This time, we ordered takeout – a couple of large pizzas and two desserts – the Beaver Tail, which is a funnel cake shaped like a beaver’s tail and topped with chocolate syrup, ice cream (unless you order to go), and whipped cream, and another piece of Moosejaw Pie.
Once again, the word satisfied sadly underestimated how we felt after enjoying another meal at Moosejaw.
We even brought home our own little Moosejaw for the memory!
Between our Moosejaw meals, I received a text message from my brother, who had been to Wisconsin the year before. It read simply:
Be sure to eat at Moosejaw.
And I’m so glad we did! If you’re in the Dells, eat at Moosejaw!