Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Bay Port Fish Sandwich Festival

This summer, my friend Travis had the pleasure of attending a quaint fish sandwich festival in rural Michigan. It took some time to develop the digital pictures (hey that reminds me of an ad I wrote) but here's a photo essay of his experience.

It’s been nearly two months since the Bay Port Fish Sandwich Festival and I’m still having trouble reconciling what exactly happened that weekend. In fact, despite photographic evidence, I’m still unconvinced it even took place. Since such events, real or not, rarely merit more prose than this, I’ll just sum the experience up in bullet form:

This sign greeted us as we entered. Oddly, there was no mention of anger or terror.

These dudes played for four hours. Their rendition of Edwin McCain’s “I’ll Be” was especially heartbreaking.

The culinary highlight of the festival. Tasted like plastic.

A bit of foreshadowing here ...

and here.

The chef ...

prepared a delicious meal ...

with all the best fixins.

Oh yeah, the bingo was fun. Jackpots upward of $12!

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