Scandinavian Festival: Fried Dough Medley
after a disappointing morning in which all of our festival buddies bailed, we rallied and got ourselves the 30 miles to Junction City (and we were the ones to host the party the night before--all anyone else had to do was show up!). it's a teeny tiny town and was completely overrun by men in lederhosen and women in bright blue and red jumpers. it couldn't have been pleasant what with the temperature reaching 100 degrees.
at any rate, we spent the afternoon visting food booths, eating fried food: funnel cake, aebleskiver (little balls of dough), deep fried veggies, a "krab kaka." finally, to temper the rumblings of deep fried batter in our stomachs, we shared a pink lemonade sno-cone. and you know you're in trouble when you turn to a bright pink sugary sno-cone for something a bit more mild.
i'm glad we made it to the festival. it was pretty awesome. and scandinavian culture is oh-so similar to dutch culture, which warmed the little dutch girl's cockles. we got a picture of her in front of the windmill and we watched the almost-like-dutch-dancing swedish dancers. it was a very wholesome occasion.