If I haven’t already mentioned, another fabulous thing about living in a small town is the small town carnival. It’s small, it’s affordable, it is all but guaranteed you’ll run into someone you know. Hopefully that someone won’t have a tattoo on their neck.
June contemplates the swing from her daddy’s shoulders.
June did not like this contraption one bit. Luckily, we were the only ones on this ride so I could tell the carnie to halt pronto (another great thing about small town carnivals: no lines = fast service).
The contestant’s front wheel — which you may notice looks more suitable for a tricycle — went flying off four seconds after the race started. The driver was from Jake’s home town of Baltimore. Baltimore did not represent.
While the girls splashed, Cora’s daddy Brendan invented a new summertime delicacy — a burger made with a beef patty AND a strip of grilled chicken. The name of this summertime delight? The Cheef, a mash-up of chicken and beef.
Why has no one thought of this before???
Let’s call it The Chief, shall we? All hail The Chief!!! (Coming to an urban gastropub or small town fair near you.)
What a great Memorial Day weekend. Now who’s in the mood for The Chief??!?!