Italian Festival

My first Sfingi!

I like chocolate chips, Mama!

Tonight was quite the night! Jason, Reagan, and I met my mom and Lisa J. at the Italian Festival. I have been looking forward to this festival since New Years day--it's one of the highlights of my year. Not kidding. The festival has three great things: Italians, food, and music. When we arrived we noticed how uncrowded it was--it's usually packed and you have to wait in line at least 20 minutes for one item of food. We decided to go the last day of the festival from here on out since parking and lines weren't an issue. Italian music was playing, the smell of garlic was in the air, and everyone was just happy (probably from all the beer they were drinking). Since this only happens once a year let me tell you about all the food we inhaled. I had a muffaletta sandwich, half of a calzone, half of a sfingi (imagine a thick funnel cake, but better), and a canoli. Yum! Reagan decided to be daring and tried a chocolate chip tonight. Well then she had all the chocolate chips off my canoli because she liked them so much. And Jason kept it well within reason, only eating half of Lisa's Italian sausage, and a meatball sandwich. My only disappointment was that there was no coffee. Coffee is very Italian, at least espresso is--but nada. I'm looking forward to next year--we'll be toting around two little ones in a double stroller, expanding our Italian family...even though our last name is very, very Asian.