I’m going to spare you too many words tonight – mostly because I’m making 100 pork satay for the kitchen theatre in the morning (I’m missing the World Cup final! Boo!) – and because each picture is worth a thousand, right? We took the boys to the parade yesterday. They selected their own cowboy attire. Think they’ll make the Sartorialist? My favourite part is the bagpipes. I get all verklempt.
The cowboys enormous bulls make me even more so.
Later, on the grounds, we went to MacKay’s -they’re finally in Weadickville this year instead of Breyers- and got some mini donut ice cream. I do also recommend the cowboy coffee, Saskatoon berry and coconut… the beer is subtle and interesting, but I’m not a beer fan myself. Seventeen flavours to choose from is altogether too much pressure.
We had pepperoni sticks wrapped in cheese bread (once a year – in lieu of corn dogs this time) in the grass, and after dragging ourselves back across the tarmac, through the stables (love the Clydesdales) the boys needed to cool off in the river before we made it all the way home.
I have a really great Stampede-themed recipe for you tomorrow. Just wait.