The fried artichoke hearts from Chad's Bistro were one of the highlights of the festival. The breading was crisp and a little bit spicy, the artichoke was delectably soft, and the spicy ranch sauce really made it bloom in the mouth. The five of finished these very quickly.
We talked for a while with Wayne Mueller of Louie Mueller's Barbecue. Exciting news: he plans to start shipping barbecue this year!
Antoine's Annex was serving baked Alaska, which was on my bucket list of things to try someday. Baked Alaska is a layer of pound cake, a layer of ice cream, and a layer of browned meringue, topped with chocolate sauce. I thought it was no better than an ordinary sundae, but Lori deemed it so delicious she made sure to get another bowl on Sunday.
Chris said to us, "You've got to try the grilled cheese boudin sandwich," so we strolled over to the Johnson's Boucaniere booth. "You got the five-hundredth sandwich!" we were told. "Woohoo! What do we win?" We won nothing, but we were still far more fortunate to get the five-hundredth sandwich than the five-hundred-first, because the five-hundredth-first did not exist. The sandwich was too spicy for Lori, but I enjoyed the boudin and the nice toasty bread - though since I don't know boudin well, I found myself wishing that the flavor of the boudin wasn't obscured by cheese. Unfortunately, I didn't make a chance to return for the boudin by itself.
If you're only going to watch one of my videos, make it this one: as we were finishing the grilled cheese boudin sandwich, a wedding procession came second-lining along Royal Street past the food booths. I particularly like the parasol-twirling from the bride and the groom. (The major jitter in the middle comes from my cheering; again there's that tension between participating and recording.) Lori proposed that we should get married again, so that we could have a procession like that.
Lori says that this was the fourth or fifth wedding procession she saw that day. Why didn't we have a procession like that at our wedding? Aside from it being a rainy day in Pittsburgh with a driving distance between church and reception site, and our having no knowledge of this tradition, that is?