Once again my blog has been sadly undernourished, deprived of the nutrient rich words that are foundation of it's existence. And once again like a desert oasis this post emerges to give my weary readers a sign of hope.
Alrighty then, enough of that.
So what, you ask, caused me to emerge from the cool shelter of my rock after all this time? Well, you could say the planets were in alignment, or at least Mars was. A deep fried Mars bar presented to me on a stick, piping hot and covered in batter, drizzled with chocolate sauce and floating in a halo of whipped cream. It was heavenly, well really.
A couple of weekends ago I was at the Fringe Festival in Edmonton and it was two days of Olympic style eating and theatre. I wasn't sure I could sample that much food, or see that many plays but with the help of my coaching team (my Mom and Aunt) I made it though. I'd say it was Gold Metal worthy, but I might be biased. We watched 11 plays over a day and a half and likely ate as many calories as there are seconds in my life to date, but it was a blast.
Next year won't be such a marathon now that I know who sells the best onion cakes and what sauce goes best.