Back when I was pregnant (both pregnancies) I worked right downtown. And I'd dream about the Strawberry Festival. I would OBSESS over it! When it would finally roll around, me and my preggo belly could barely stand the wait for the afternoon, when I'd slip down to the festival with my boss for strawberry shortcakes. Pregnancy seems to intensify the tastebuds, and I can say that nothing ever tasted as good as those shortcakes when pregnant.
First, you have to get your tickets. The twins and I decided to split a shortcake, and Pierce got a child's sundae.
Then you have the lines. You can also get chocolate dipped strawberries, strawberries and cream, and smoothies. We got there early (10 am) so the lines weren't bad.
No words necessary - just chomping:
We ate our treats in a shady spot, listening to some young drummers:
That's a lot of sundae for a little boy:
Cort and Reid, post shortcake semi-comatose state:
Can you believe he ate every last bite?!
We walked around, where there were many craft vendors.
I really liked the pretty baskets at this one:
After that, we walked two blocks over to the Farmer's Market.
Pierce talked me into buying corn on the cob, one of his favorite foods. We cook it on the grill, in the husk.
We saw this interesting homemade ice cream maker:
And so many gorgeous plants:
We also saw beautiful handmade soaps, jewelry, artwork, candles, and baked goods. It's rather crowded and narrow in the walkways, so I didn't take too many pictures.
Now we have to wait a whole 'nother year for the Strawberry Festival to roll around again!
Please go visit A Taste of T today - I'm guest posting there for Tanya, who is on blogging maternity leave (congratulations Tanya!). It's a post all about my
hoarder tendencies sentimental side.