Having grown up on the far west side as a kid, we never attended the Feast of the Assumption but had our Croatian and Hungarian festivals that we would attend every summer to eat our ethnic food - I mean, have you ever had chicken paprikash?!
It wasn't until seven years ago when I moved up to the east side did I hear about this event and went for the night time festivities where Cleveland's Jersey Shore wannabes come out at night - hair gel, gold chains and lots of muscles, ladies!
But this year, my friend Gina held a pre-party in her adorable apartment which made parking and getting to Little Italy super easy with just a short walk down to the hill. Here is where we all spent the entire afternoon, sampling all the amazing food we could get our hands on.
|Gambling in the church allowed|
|pre- food consumption with Kayla and Jenna|
|Hostess Gina arriving with jazz hands into the beer tent|
The Feast is sort of the first signal that the end of summer is near because then Labor Day comes and it's for sure the end of summer. I'm pretty sure the whole group fasted the day before because in between drinks, we were eating from the plethora of amazing vendors on the street from cavatelli with meatballs to pizza to rice balls with marinara to tiramisu gelato. Why yes I had a little bit of everything and loved every second of it!
|Corbos in the background|
|fried dough = my love; jess and jenna snacking away; power rangers unite w/ gold watches; showing us how to shag|
And just like that, the Feast has come and gone. Did you make it down this year? What was your favorite part?