Food For Thought...And Eating Too

Saturday afternoon we went to a local church festival. We go every year ~ actually, my husband goes just for the food. It's the ethnic food on which he was raised. He's half Russian by way of his mother. Her people came from the Ukraine.

I'm German/Welsh, so our choices of foods were quite different when we first met. Since then, however, we have compromised and now we have diversified our taste in food.

My husband ate the following: halupke (like a stuffed pepper but rolled in cabbage instead), haluski (noodles and cabbage), pierogi (I think most of you know what those are thanks to Mrs. T's Pierogies and others in the supermarkets), belenies (potato pancakes), pulled pork on a Kaiser roll, and he topped it all off with ice cream and waffles.

We arrived an hour before the tickets for the food were being sold, so there weren't many people there yet. But you could smell the food cookling everywhere.


This was to be our dinner and I was very hungry as I hadn't eaten since breakfast. It was about 4:30 when I finally settled for coffee. We found seats under a tree near the tent where music was being played. By 5:00 food was being served. I sat, my husband bought and brought the food to me and so on and so on. I trained him well, wouldn't you say?

Once we were finished eating, we walked around. These horses and carriage were taking folks for rides around the premises.


At 7:00 a local well-known band that plays country music finally gave a much-needed concert. I had heard a lot about them over the years but never saw them in person. I gave them an A plus. They formed the band in 1979 specifically to sing the songs of Conway Twitty. And with Conway's permission they used his name as part of their name.


We didn't stay for the entire concert because I knew I had a bunch of cats and kittens getting mighty hungry back home. They are used to getting fed at certain times and it was getting late.