It’s the first weekend in June, every year. We drove over Sunday afternoon, about a 90 minute trek from the city. We heard it was packed on Friday and Saturday but we were happy with a modest crowd.
The music energizing and festive. The dancers enjoying themselves as they zipped around the floor in the pavilion. A little rain didn’t dampen the spirit.
Watch- click One minute video of polka fest
People’s Gas Park in Johnstown was the location
Do you Polka?
Born into a German Canadian family, I was taught to polka at a young age and was raised on pigs in blankets! Mom’s were the best.
Thanks for sharing Darlene.
I don’t polka but that event looked like a lot of fun!
I’m going to invite dc to be my partner next year gcr
I know how to polka but have not done it in years.
Oh yeah, count me in gcr. For a plateful of pierogies but NO DANCING! I’d eat a mushroom before I’d dance. dc
Awww. I can’t imagine your eating a mushroom !
My Parents and Grandparents were Polish. Ruth you put my Polish heritage on display. I remember Polkas and Polish food at Polish weddings. My Aunts and some cousins listened to Polka music on the radio. I especially remember my Mom’s Pigs in the Blanket. My parents used the Polish word Golumpki. Why is it that that our Mom’s were so good at making these specialty dishes?
I would love this event for the people watching, the music, the food. Two questions: Did you polka? And did you buy a t-shirt?
Alas it’s a no to both of your questions. But we had a nice time