tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30016058.post116258369032130602..comments2023-10-16T10:56:04.976-05:00Comments on This Ain't New York: Festivus for the rest of us.Melanie @ This Ain't New Yorkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17210688612707551402noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30016058.post-79638450451369030582010-01-09T20:22:25.893-06:002010-01-09T20:22:25.893-06:00Oh my...had to comment on this...
Where I grew up...Oh my...had to comment on this...<br /><br />Where I grew up, we had the Chitlin Jamboree every fall. George Wallace, former governor of Alabama, often attended and led the parade through town.<br /><br />We had a princess and queen and loads of fun booths that sold items and hosted contests.<br /><br />There was a greased pole climbing contest and the highlight of the day: chitlin eating contest (nasty).<br /><br />I could smell those chitlins cooking from my house. I'll never forget how gross it was.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30016058.post-1162612232396069662006-11-03T21:50:00.000-06:002006-11-03T21:50:00.000-06:00Okey, dokey. Being a Hungarian background Canadia...Okey, dokey. Being a Hungarian background Canadian, pig's feet & cracklin's I get, but chitlin's. I think I'll pass. Thanks for the research anyway. :vDSusannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02757963698816530787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30016058.post-1162601386690665222006-11-03T18:49:00.000-06:002006-11-03T18:49:00.000-06:00Horrifying, isn't it? I'm definitely NOT a chitlin...Horrifying, isn't it? <BR/><BR/>I'm definitely NOT a chitlin eater.<BR/><BR/>No. Way.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17898848282799974114noreply@blogger.com