A Bacon Festival in downtown Easton, PA was the perfect way to spend a Fall day.
I saw a flyer for an upcoming Bacon Festival a month or two ago and it was a given that we would go.
I mean. Bacon.
The answer is always yes.
An easy, mostly highway drive to Easton, it was only about an hour away from us. Madeline and I met friends there (Nick was off on a Boy Scout adventure and he, sadly, missed out on all things bacon). But it all meant that Madeline and I had a few uninterrupted hours of girl time together. Conversations in the car back and forth, her sharing things that are on her mind, without worrying about interruptions or interjections. It was good. So good.
Parking was quickly found and we started walking through the quaint downtown to get to the center square where the Bacon Festival was happening. You’d think with a Bacon Festival going on, the smell of bacon would be permeating the air. I mean, when I cooked four pounds of bacon for our All Things Bacon party last weekend, the smell hung in the air for a good day or two. But, surprisingly, the festival didn’t have that awesome aroma. No matter, it was still full of deliciousness.
From vendor to vendor, bacon was everywhere. Bacon salted caramels, maple bacon lollipops, bacon fries, chocolate dipped bacon, bacon waffles. Pure awesomessness around every turn.
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