Summer's Here and the Time Is Right...
For art fairs in the streets!
Which of course mean lots of food vendors. This picture is expressly for Barb, and she knows why!
Because we live so close to Evanston, almost all of our street fair-going of a summer takes place up there. At the end of June, we hoofed it up to Main Street and Custer for Custer's Last Stand. It's not so much an art fair as a boisterous street fair with lots of arts, crafts, and geegaw vendors:
Oh yeah. And food vendors galore!
See, Barb? EVERYONE had funnel cakes for sale!
We opted for less ostentatious fare--Jeff got some satay from a Thai food vendor, and I indulged my inner Cajun fille with some red beans and rice from these good folks:
Among the food stalls, this incongruity caught my eye:
The sacred flag of the Old Dominion, flying proudly over an Illinois street fair! And the vendor wasn't even selling ham biscuits. The stall purveyed Pan-Asian vegan food! Go figure.
After strolling around and perusing the wares,
(Hubba, hubba! Spicy, indeed!) we gave in to the siren song of the soft-serve booth.
Alas, one cannot always control the weather, for that very afternoon (once we had made our way safely and mostly dryly home) the skies opened.
And they spewed forth dime-sized hail!
I know it's nothing at all like the hailstorm my cyberpal Anne Marie experienced several months ago--we didn't have to replace the roof, for example!--but it was not the kind of weather anyone would want to be caught in strolling around or manning a booth at a street fair!
This is getting kinda long, so I'll save the pictures of the following week's street fair for the next post. See you there!
Which of course mean lots of food vendors. This picture is expressly for Barb, and she knows why!
Because we live so close to Evanston, almost all of our street fair-going of a summer takes place up there. At the end of June, we hoofed it up to Main Street and Custer for Custer's Last Stand. It's not so much an art fair as a boisterous street fair with lots of arts, crafts, and geegaw vendors:
Oh yeah. And food vendors galore!
See, Barb? EVERYONE had funnel cakes for sale!
We opted for less ostentatious fare--Jeff got some satay from a Thai food vendor, and I indulged my inner Cajun fille with some red beans and rice from these good folks:
Among the food stalls, this incongruity caught my eye:
The sacred flag of the Old Dominion, flying proudly over an Illinois street fair! And the vendor wasn't even selling ham biscuits. The stall purveyed Pan-Asian vegan food! Go figure.
After strolling around and perusing the wares,
(Hubba, hubba! Spicy, indeed!) we gave in to the siren song of the soft-serve booth.
Alas, one cannot always control the weather, for that very afternoon (once we had made our way safely and mostly dryly home) the skies opened.
And they spewed forth dime-sized hail!
I know it's nothing at all like the hailstorm my cyberpal Anne Marie experienced several months ago--we didn't have to replace the roof, for example!--but it was not the kind of weather anyone would want to be caught in strolling around or manning a booth at a street fair!
This is getting kinda long, so I'll save the pictures of the following week's street fair for the next post. See you there!
Labels: art, Evanston, fairs, funnel cakes, hail, red beans and rice, soft-serve
posted by Cathy VanPatten at 5:20 PM
1 Comments:
Mmmmmmm...funnel cake! Red beans 'n' rice! Soft-serve ice cream!
Damn, woman! Like I don't already have a weight problem and now you flaunt fabulous fattening Fair Food in front of me?
(Homer Simpson voice) Mmmmmm...fabulous fattening Fair Food...
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