Baleted, Mosaic
As Strong Bad would say, "BALETED!" Sorry about comments that I accidentally erased during the reconfiguration.
Mosaic -- for which I am too lazy to find the ASCII equivalent for the "i" with two dots -- is this weekend. Now, I love going to the French pavilion to meet all my chummies and get mad at the chumps that annoyed me in high school. And to the Italian for a merry old time. And Aboriginal Peoples is always worth a see. But I can never figure out the difference between those Eastern European pavilions. The Kyiv Ukranian, Poltava Ukranian, German, Polish, Hungarian, and Austrian all delight me with their perogies, but I can only eat so many.
However, I'm not a historian, so perhaps I'll leave it to Brett or Queen of West Procrastination to supply some hilarious commentary about this situation.
Mosaic -- for which I am too lazy to find the ASCII equivalent for the "i" with two dots -- is this weekend. Now, I love going to the French pavilion to meet all my chummies and get mad at the chumps that annoyed me in high school. And to the Italian for a merry old time. And Aboriginal Peoples is always worth a see. But I can never figure out the difference between those Eastern European pavilions. The Kyiv Ukranian, Poltava Ukranian, German, Polish, Hungarian, and Austrian all delight me with their perogies, but I can only eat so many.
However, I'm not a historian, so perhaps I'll leave it to Brett or Queen of West Procrastination to supply some hilarious commentary about this situation.
what a pretty new blogspot!!
-marissa
Posted by
Anonymous |
7:01 PM
Yeah, someone explained to me the schism of Ukranian camps. It's sort of like Ireland/ Northern Ireland.
I just love the food. It translates so well...:)
Posted by
EternaLee |
1:02 AM