Unexpected Offering from a Culinary Student Down the Hallway

IMG_8470Destiny brought me a plate of Shepherd’s Pie.  (She is one of the knitters, too)

It was delicious.

All after school activities have been cancelled due to icy rain and slippery roads.

Welcome winter sustenance.

Don’t Throw- Don’t Drop- Don’t Bruise-Fragile!

Last Saturday night, Steve and I were walking around downtown at the Three Rivers Arts Festival.

Behind the line of food tents at the Three Rivers Arts Festival, (actually renamed the  Dollar Bank Three Rivers Arts Festival– who knows how much they shelled out to include in the name ) this pile of fifty pound bags of potatoes caught my eye.

The sliver of orange shirt was a man who didn’t want his photo taken but I said “Don’t worry. I just want the potatoes. ”

As far as identifying what state the potatoes were grown, I looked up Top ‘O The Harvest brand and found a distinctive bag in an agricultural museum c. 1960 and if they are still in business, it looks like they came from Unity, Maine.  The label says Special Frying Potatoes.  Wish I could have found the cooking oil containers to accompany this shot.

Piles of Potatoes

 

Here is the beginning of the line of food tents- the signs seem so generic this year.  Like a supermarket brand, to me.  They seem to have lost the individual character, a certain sameness except a different color.

Festival Food Tents