A Sure Sign Of Spring

Today brought not only the weekly farmer market, but the annual May Fair as well to our local park. I was delighted to spot my favorite stand at the fair, but one that has appeared only on the Thursday market during the warmer months. I blipped them once in my archive; a barbeque for chicken or pork ribs. An Amish family farm sends a few trucks into the city and sells out every time. Here the line was too long for me (and not a soul stood at the adjacent truck), but I liked this blip with the man buried up to his ribs in pork rib smoke. I suspect I'll be munching ribs every Thursday afternoon for a while.