Oink

We went down to Lexington, NC for Barbeque Fest last weekend. Lexington is a small NC town with the distinction of having more bbq restaurants per capita than anywhere in the world. The festival attracts over 100,000 people, so we figured it was worth checking out. I was expecting more of a bbq focus, with a competition and a chance to sample several recipes, but for those Bolivarites out there, it reminded more of a big Country Days. They had bbq sandwiches for sale that were OK, but not great. But there was a lot of good people watching. The subtitle for the festival could be "Demonstrations in How Not to Wear Your Hair"; we lost count of the mullets and bouffants. We also went down to the Hogway Speedway to watch the pigs race.



The feel of the day can be summed up with the following story. On the bus ride from the parking lot, the driver's instructions were interrupted by a request to turn up the radio because "they're playing Kenny", which apparently means Kenny Chesney who writes hokey songs about getting older.

Soooiieeee!