Fudge, pasties, and smoked fish. In the last two hours we have seen around 50 signs (no kidding) for all of these delicacies. We are obviously in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, aka the U.P. This is a far away land, with few cities and many trees, where the locals call themselves Yoopers. (To learn more I could ask my friend Ray, who’s a native son, though he currently lives in Brooklyn, [...]