Yes, this is a real festival. Yes, I attended and drug my 3 year old son along for the ride too.
Then about a million hungry, egg-crazed parade goers sit and wait, forever. The chefs grease up this giant 15 foot skillet, warm it up and cook a 5,000 egg omelet. That's right 5,000 eggs on this giant skillet.
Oh and don't mind this older gentleman in the left hand corner who looks like he is yelling. He might have been yelling but it wasn't at me.
While we waited and waited for them to fire that giant skillet up Steve was getting a little antsy so we went over and looked through the vendors that they had lining the streets. I thought this was interesting...Alligator sausage. I haven't had alligator yet but I hear its really good and I still haven't had a Po-boy yet either. I know, I'm slacking on my food game, but somehow getting chubbier by the day.
They also had a car show going on across the street, which wasn't nearly as crowded with ravenous egg people. We went and checked it out, Steve thought it was pretty cool. We even saw a police car and Steve got a sticker from the police man, which he proceeded to stick on the windows of my car, so thank you Lafayette police, for that.
It was getting hot and I had dressed myself and Steve in long sleeves that day and the damn omelet wasn't getting cooked fast enough, so we ended up getting a cookie from one of the vendors and calling it a day. We probably wont be going back next year, but it was something to do, so I cant be too mad. Besides, how many people can say they went to a Giant Omelet Festival. Not many, I'd say.
Cheers.
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