Weekend in Burnstopia

Only in Burnstopia would we consider the Shrimp and Grits Festival (also known as the Chris Death Fest) as weekend entertainment!

And guess what! We brought the CAMERA!!! It's like we're real grown-ups or something!

So, just so you know, we went as an exercise in irony (I'm a vegetarian, Chris is wildly allergic to anything that turns pink when you cook it--among other things) but also to get out and about in the community, get some local flavah.

Here's what we learned!

1. The Shrimp and Grits festival celebrates Georgia wild caught shrimp.
   
2. It's still really HOT down here.
3. 20,000 PEOPLE will visit during the festival. TWENTY THOUSAND!!

Enough talk--on to the pictures!

We parked a few miles away from the venue, and there were shuttles that transferred people from parking to the event sight, but we had the Boy and the BIG stroller so we opted to walk instead of ride. I counted it as my workout for the day and I'm pretty sure I sweated off about 5 pounds. The bike path we followed wound through a golf course...

I am married to a lovely man. He is smart and funny and he's doing really well in his job. The man can NOT pass a golf course and NOT pick up stray golf balls. I am NOT kidding when I tell you that he has a LARGE shoe box FULL of golf balls. It's a compulsion with this man. I've seen it.

Southeast coastal Georgia agrees! This IS the cutest Boy!
We win! We get to keep him!

Behold, the Founders of the Feast.

There's a big amateur cooking contest. I am befuddled, how many ways can you cook shrimp and grits? Alas, if left to Burnstopia, we shall never know.


Will someone please revive me? I have just melted from the charm and loveliness of my family.


All in all, it was a fun day. We all got too much sun, too many people, but it ended at home with ice cream and cool baths. I was surprised how many kids were there. It's been one of those odd differences between Here and There (being Durham)--there aren't that many kids down here. Lots of old people though.