Sounds like fun. I have been to one bluegrass festival in my life. It was not my idea and quite honestly it was a bit scary. This was in rural Indiana and the crowd could have come from the Deliverance extra’s casting call. There were great bands, some even famous, but I was too busy worrying if I was going to have to squeal like a piggy. I did eventually find a group of like minded souls who took care of me for the rest of the day, but I don’t think I will ever do that again!

Posted by Jeff A  on  10/03  at  11:53 AM

Let it be clearly and unambiguously known, that the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival was one of the most idyllic and convivial experiences of my life.  We had many fascinating conversations with total strangers.  An amazing variety of people all playing and partying together.  No squealing, except by delighted children.  BBQ oysters and garlic fries, on a grassy meadow in the shadow of redwoods in Golden Gate Park.  You should check it out.

Posted by dan  on  10/03  at  12:15 PM

Would it be improper to wish you a happy Rosh Hashona?  I’m gonna wish it anyway, just so you know.

Posted by Shannon  on  10/03  at  02:52 PM

shana tovah to you, too.  :)

(thanks for the recipe and weekend stories - it sounds fabulous.)

Posted by romy  on  10/03  at  03:57 PM

i forgot that this was in your neighborhood.  there are pictures of the festival all over flickr this morning from the SF flickrites—it looked like so much fun!  i heard that Dolly was great, even though her PA system sucked.

Posted by P  on  10/03  at  03:57 PM
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