I was still jonesin' big time for some fondue so we asked a few people but either their English wasn't great, or their directions weren't great, or both, and we ended up at a hamburger restaurant. We ordered crepes for the kids, because that was easy. But the menu was in German and so Richard and I spent at least 20 minutes using Google translate to try to figure out what we were ordering. The hamburger was different than any hamburger I've ever had, it wasn't round for one thing, but it was really yummy. And of course I ordered it with cheese- but not like any cheese I've ever had on a hamburger before. Even though fondue was irritatingly elusive, I was never disappointed with the food.
After that we stopped at a Migros - the Swiss grocery chain- and I did some legitimate grocery shopping, we drove back home.
(That is the short version. The long version includes a story about me going to the store, Richard taking the kids back to the car in the parking garage, Richard getting to the parking garage exit and realizing he didn't have the right money, abandoning the kids in the car at the parking garage exit to run to a cash machine, the kids smiling at concerned onlookers from inside the locked car, and Richard getting some ridiculous amount of francs in coins.)