Two days of school remain--and then oh sweet summer! We're kicking it off Saturday with our annual foray to Cheese Fest. Yes, you read that right. I live in Wisconsin and there is a cheese factory up the road a mile from our house and another cheese factory down the road four miles from our house. Summer kicks off with Cheese Fest, a celebration of all things cheese. It sounds cheesy, but we're all about curds and whey in the Dairy State. Every year we join our old neighbors, the H family, and plant ourselves on the parade route two doors down from our old house.
Cheese Fest is an old-fashioned community event that involves everyone we know. My neighbor Mrs. V has taken 2nd in the cheesecake constest, our kids march in the parade, we drop gobs of cash on rides and games and last year Mr. T won a prize for climbing one of those rock walls. A former student of mine competes in the cheese carving and this year Mr. B and Mr. T will partcipate in a karate demonstration. We'll enjoy live music, catching up with old friends and neighbors, and a parade which will land Mr. G an ice cream bucket full of candy. Politicians will come around to shake our hands, local celebrities will try to eat the most cheese curds.
But my favorite part? The food tent. Ice cream cones, cheese burgers, deep fried cheese curds, and this disgusting concoction called a Frito Pie (bound to leave a person bound up for days). After we've loaded up on food, had our fill of rides, and won our share of prizes, we'll waddle back to the H house where the kids will spend the rest of the day playing in the back yard and the parents bask lazily in the sunshine. Truly, can you think of a better way to welcome the first weekend of summer?