When you live in a small town, you always have traditions. I like all of our traditions, but my favorites tend to revolve around festivals. Festivals are the best part of a summer in a small town, because there is usually one somewhere close by about every week. In my county, we have a big 4th of July celebration each year, but keep in mind that I use the word “big” loosely. It is a big deal to us, which is all that matters, right?
Each year at the 4th of July celebration there is a Demo Derby, Tractor Pulls, pageants, a big parade, and best of all…the food. I am already a big fan of festival food (think corndogs and lemon shake ups), but my personal favorites are the homemade specialties that you find at some fairs. For the 4th of July celebration…this means barbequed chicken and ribs at noon on the 4th…and homemade ice cream EVERY DAY at the festival. I was kind of nervous this year, because I dream about this ice cream throughout the year…and this year I was busy on the first two days of the festival, and tonight I won’t be attending either, because I have to drive back to Fort Wayne for work. So there was a chance that I wasn’t going to get any this year…but my Mom saved me from that horrible fate. She went to pick up our usual 4th of July lunch of barbequed chicken and ribs, and brought home two HUGE containers of ice cream. Basically, she brought home twice as much as we usually get…because she loves us so much.
The ice cream always comes in Styrofoam cups, which I think makes it somehow taste better than it would if it was in any other kind of container. Since I have to go back to Fort Wayne soon, and the ice cream would melt before I got there, I will just have to leave this with my parents, and wait until next year when I come back for the 4th of July celebration…and obviously…the ice cream.
Have a safe and happy 4th of July everyone!