Friday night was the annual Ethnic Festival we love to attend. While I did a bad job of taking any photos, I did capture the moment that Miss M decided to "change" her previous request to Santa and add a few caveats. In other words, she got brand specific, color specific, and laid out her case for why she deserves this gift.
At the end of the conversation, she gave the jolly man in the red suit a big hug while his poor unsuspecting wife looked on. It was hilarious. I told my husband its too bad the TV camera crew captured the moment from the week before.
We tried to tell Miss M that Santa does not deal in brand specific requests, but since she's playing the Santa card for all it's worth she said Kris Kringle seemed fine with the updated information!
Mr C, meanwhile, was more interested in finding the ethnic food booths and tasting unknown delicacies from around the world. He definitely does not get his adventuresome food tastes from his mother. Both Mr C and Mr P tried their hand at Native American, Croatian and Polish food topped off with Norwegian cookies. Miss A and Miss M, more like their mother, had Crab Rangoon from China. I had Diet Coke from the giant conglomerate Coca Cola (don't tell the wall street protesters please.)
Did I mention that we had stopped at Chick Fil A on our way to the Ethnic Festival. Yes, that's right they have finally opened a Chick Fil-A in the city, and while it's just an express location, we are feeling mighty Southern these days. Words can not express the joy it brings us to have this icon of Chicken within our grasp. We soaked up the joy of all that is a chicken sandwich with a pickle on the bun, waffle fries, and all the fresh lemonade we could swallow. Sweet tea just doesn't do it for us north of the Mason Dixon line.
Really, Friday night was an adventure in all things Ethnic if you consider the South a "culture" which us Midwesterners tend to do since they do have all those weird words and drawls that make their English sound a little bit different. Plus, if you throw Texas into the mix, they consider themselves their own country so that's cultural too.
Nothing better than some ethnic exploration and Santa smooziing all in one night. Right.