So I went to Garlic Fest.
Here it is before anyone got there.
Something I should, and am blogging about, because it’s food, and a fest.
And I have been stockpiling these little photo-documentations, and my computer is getting tired.
(IT KNOWS TOO MUCH)
I went to Garlic Fest and drank garlic-infused coffee.. (delicious!)(and subtle!)
I had garlic and truffle chocolate.
I ate, basically, 600 heads of garlic.
One of them whole.
A whole roasted elephant garlic head.
There was some other shit on that plate from Chez Jaques that they called “Chevre Proven√ßale”.
Only there was just goat cheese, tomatoes, onions and garlic.
Can I get a caper up in this B?!
We also had some garlic naan, and some chicken tikka masala.
As a side note, a friend and I were tempted to go to this restaurant this evening it was so good…
But it was in a gas station strip mall, and the strip mall was close to Summerfest.
I was there during the day.. No thanks.
(though i did miss New Kids on The Block… 12 year old me is reaaaaallly mad at 33 year old me)
Later, I had garlic frozen custard from Purple Door. It was nice.
No picture, because it just looked like custard.
Though I should talk about how frozen the stuff was, despite the heat on the pavement.
It took them 5 minutes to scoop me a single.
Those fools make a delightful strawberry goat cheese concoction, though.
I had a dinner date later that evening…
And was adamantly warned about brushing my teeth with bleach.
But eating the amount of garlic that I ate?
It’s in there. Your skin. Your eye-juice. Your being.
Toothpaste will not save you.