What is a Celtic Festival

I promised more on the Celtic Fest, so here it is.  I have been to the Celtic Festival several times.  We went one time when my son was very small and we were wondering what it would be like.  I loved it.  We enjoyed watching the men in kilts throw telephone poles, and bowling balls tied onto chains.

We saw dogs that were as big as our mini horse, which we didn’t have at that time.  But they were Irish Wolfhounds and they were almost as tall as my  6 year old.  There were vendors pressing metal thingy’s for necklaces, and there were some very pretty necklaces made from stone carvings.

There were food trailers that may or may not have had anything to do with Scottland, Ireland or anything Celtic.  They may have even been some of those subversive Gaelics, but we don’t need to go into some kind of a guessing game.  There was a trailer from Kansas that raised Scottich Highland cattle and served some traditional Scottish foods like hamburgers and all beef hot dogs.  (Yes I know, that is not Scottish food.  It sure seemed like Irish American food while I was growing up.)  The food from that trailer was great.  They have a website, but I cannot for the life of me, remember what the web address was, when I find it I will let you know.

The best food on the planet is usually from Carnival Food Courts, and this was no different.  My favorite was the fresh fried potato chips covered with cheese, sour cream and bits of fresh fried bacon.  I ate it while drinking a diet soda so their was no calories, and when I ate my a quarter cup of raw oatmeal right after eating the chips it did cancel all of the cholestorol.  So there was a zero net effect from eating this delightful concoction.  What a blast.

I have Scottish and Irish blood which is where the Celtics were from.  I am not sure which country was the last European country we were kicked out of, but I do know that we, in our heritage are either Celtic or Gaelic, I don’t know if they are different in fact.  I do know that we have been here since before the Revolutionary War, or the rebellion, if you are from the UK.  I also know that it doesn’t make any difference, I was born here, I have lived here all my life, and I intend to stay.  I go because I can threaten my son with the fact that next year I will wear a Kilt to at least one football game.