A city just east of us has a yearly "pig fest." It's probably called something else, but it commemorates some type of event that happened years ago in town legend where a carrot was used to hold the city gates closed. One night a pig ate the carrot, the gate opened and something bad happened (like enemies, wolves, or the French came in or something). Anyway, the next morning the mayor declared that all the pigs should be burned (or slow roasted?), and that tradition has carried on since. It now includes a parade, pig choir, carnival, pork sandwiches (which can be a nice break from the usual bratwurst), and is basically just a great event for everyone.
Don't want to scare anyone, but take a closer look at a pig in the crowd. I found him/her/it particularly frightening. This little piggy should have stayed home. I think this mask may have been used in a 70's Stephen King movie.
Sadie found several things to enjoy at the fest...
1 comment:
Poor Londy. I never see her getting any ice cream out there! Tell Sadie to share! I'm glad Sadie's not lactose intolerant anymore! That pig festival sounds so weird! Only the Germans would think of something like that! Haha!
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