We have been hearing about the Italian Festival in San Jose for the past couple of years from the Thurmond's, and we always forget to mark when it is so we can attend. This year, we made a point of finding out when it was and putting it in the calendar so we could plan for it with Vanessa, Robb, and Ren. This year, we finally made it! Kevin didn't get a chance to pull out his big Italian guns, but he did give us his expert opinion on the food we consumed and some of the music being played. Since Kevin served his mission in Italy, he was our personal expert this afternoon. And whenever we discuss anything Italian, or eat Italian food. He's handy to have around in those situations.
While we had fun hanging out with our fabulous friends and trying the food, the festival itself was a little underwhelming. Not the big Italian-fest we had assumed/hoped for. Ah, well. At least now we know. And it did introduce me to
sfingi, the most amazing little donut things that I would go back to the festival for alone. Loved them.
Trying to decide what to eat.
We settled on polenta and Italian sausage. So good.
My new favorite thing. I'm going to be making these. A lot. Because practice makes perfect and they are amazing.
The sfingi smelled so good. I wish I could take a picture of how good it smelled. And tasted.
Lily wasn't feeling like Italian food this afternoon. She settled for her bottle.
What Italian experience would be complete without gelato? And Nutella gelato? Hello!
Just chillin' at the festival, getting to know her (honorary) Italian roots.
She was a little grumpy when we left. She wanted to stay for more of the good times.
2 comments:
meraviglioso ... I am with you on the little donuts - they are everywhere in Italy.
That last picture--ms grumpy--looks somewhat like Kevin as a baby! :)
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