Pioneer Day felt like a long time ago. I'm not talking Mormon Pioneer Day, I'm talking Paso Robles Pioneer Day, which was at the beginning of this month. Because of lame circumstances beyond my control, it is kind of a hassle to get my pictures from my camera to my blog.
So, we end up with about 30 posts all at one time, and this post is all about the free beans in the park. Apparently, this is an event rich in tradition that i don't really know very well, but it had something to do with men staying up all night stirring the beans in the city park. And then people came the next day to eat them. Don't ask me. I didn't even know this had been going on all my life.
Although it's origins are shady, i felt like this year was a great year to participate in the free beans.
This is the bean line. We are standing about half way in the line. People show up with large pots to fill up with beans. It's weird.
Oh man! Do you see how close we are to the beans?
The modern day bean men and women, stirring the beans in the big bean vats.
I wonder who cleans those.
1 comment:
Pioneer Day is a great time and although the vats of beans do seem a little sady...people have been eating them for hundreds of years and so far no problems that I've heard of so I think we're ok.
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