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I'm going to start reading my Fidelity prospecti and statements a lot more carefully from now on. . . . . . . . . . . Every summer there are these Italian Feasts for various saints. Feast being Italian for street fair. Since I live in a traditionally Italian neighborhood, this is a good thing. Or was a good thing. Three years in a row, the feast on the avenue right next to mine has been getting smaller and smaller. These Italians are moving out, and the Chinese and Russians moving in aren't really the feast type. Not that they don't enjoy a good feast, but I suspect they aren't too involved in the planning parts. Or, just as likely, the old line Italians aren't too keen on including them in the planning. And the slow economy isn't helping I'm sure. The big big feast 3 avenues over is still pretty good. that one starts about a week after the near me. But it's too far away for me to visit every day. So what do you do at the Feast? Besides the carnivalish games of chance (water squirt gun race, fortune telling, token slots, squirt gun horse racing, etc), and the low tech rides, I saw for the first time a new thing, Horsey rides! There's also a royal bouncer, a few (not nearly so many now) stands selling Italian CD's and Italian-wear (Kiss me, I'm Italian! type kitschy stuff. Lots of green, red, and white), and the food stands. Ahhh, the food stands. Nothing tastes quite so good as poorly cooked and questionably sanitary food cooked outdoors by sweaty nomads. No really! I was too full to eat a bag of zeppoles, but I had to have my requisite hot sausage with peppers and onions on a bun. If I had known the feast was on this week, I'd have already eaten three by now. As it is, I dunno if I can get more then one tomorrow (I eat one every night on the way home, hungry or not). Friday I'll be at the cousins, and Saterday I'll probably get home late. Sunday is a cemetary day, so that's probably out, and then the feast is over. Sniff. As for my review. I wasn't very hungry at all, so I wasn't so impressed. Adding hot sauce (which I normally don't do) didn't do much. Eating it while walking around (which I never do, so much so that the lady was suprised that this year I didn't want my sausage to go) was more fun the normal, but didn't do much for the taste. I think getting it to go, with the hot sausage wrapped in aluminum foil, heating the bread and trapping all the juices so it gets nice and soggy, makes it better. Normally I share it with Dad, so I really get half a sausage, but today having a full sausage to myself may have been too much in one sitting. Like how I love a cup of OJ. But by cup 3 I'm pretty much done (not that it stops me from having cup 4). Hmmm. After checking my records, it seems the feast is early this year. Last year it was around August.