The Man and I ordered veggie patties from a Caribbean-American stall. In honour of a Jamaican sprinter, we Bolted them down. The Girl had more of a contest with her serving of barbecue chicken wings from the same vendor - so hot and spicey she was soon in need of a bucket of lemonade herself.
Eating was accompanied by live music. By the time we had food in our hands the act on stage was Tonic, a "post-grunge" band from LA. I liked them, though they were very, VERY loud. Too loud for the younger members of our party, so with some regret at not trying more food, we ended up finishing our dinner at home.
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