Those crazy Russians...

On Monday, Bonnie and I went down and checked out the Heritage Festival at Hawrelak park. I've actually been to this festival all three years that I've lived in Edmonton, but there's always something new to try. The festival is HUGE and consists of food booths from many different countries. You buy tickets and then use the tickets to buy food items from whichever booth takes your fancy. Bonnie and I rode our bikes to the park and then joined the masses to wander around and check out the booths. We started off with a good pick - I got baklava and Bonnie got a spinach samosa from the Azerbajain. And no, I actually have no idea where that country is, but they DID win the 'Best Food' Award and rightfully so! Their food was delicious!

We wandered around for awhile after that, enjoying the dance shows that were put on by different countries throughout the park. Eventually, we stopped at some African country's booth (I forget which one) and I got a vegetable samosa. It was yummy, but SUPER greasy! Ah well, at least I don't eat that much saturated fat on a regular schedule. Next, Bonnie got some Chow Mein from the Chinese booth, which was good but nothing crazy. We didn't try that much outrageous stuff, partly because they were often expensive and partly because we just aren't adventurous eaters. As well, just a week or two ago, Bonnie had gotten food poisoning from another Edmonton food festival, so she didn't want anything too sketchy.

The last thing I tried was a snow cone because it was really hot out and I wanted something refreshing. Unfortunately, I also got a flavorless, sticky creation that eventually spilled all over me (well, I sort of spilled it on myself). Bonnie decided to try some malted soda from the Russian booth. She was quite excited, because she really loves rootbeers and all sorts of malted stuff, so she thought this would be something new to try. Unforunately, it was something new! New and BAD! She took one sip and I could tell immediately it wasn't good. Her face became all funny and scrunchy. I tried it and right away I said "It tastes like soya sauce!". And it did!! It was like drinking malted soya sauce! It was super salty. Weirdest darn soda pop we'd ever tasted. Those crazy Russians will drink anything!

In the end, we had a good time and both brought something for the food bank drive going on at the event. We also learned a valuable lesson - don't drink Russian soft drinks.