Going to the Art Festival

So, on Friday night Nathan told me about this burger place that was opening on Mill that was supposed to be delicious (arguably better than In'n'out). He made the burgers sound so good that we scrapped our plans for roast chicken and instead went out to try this paragon of fast food: Five Guys Burgers and Fries. And you know what? It was delicious (though they didn't have the special sauce that In'n'Out has). But the important part of that evening was that we realized that this was the weekend for the Tempe Festival of the Arts that's held biannually on Mill.

Because it was getting dark and cold out, we decided to come back the next day, and bring Finnegan as well. For some reason it seemed to be three times as big as normal, and they had a lot of really good artisans and vendors this year. We got some really delicious meadowfoam honey, and a beautiful hand blown glass ornament. The honey lady had dozens of different kinds, and we asked for one that she considered unusual. The meadowfoam (a type of flower) gives it a yummy almost marshmallow-like flavor, and it's amazing in tea.


Finn was a little skittish at first, but he calmed down and was actually really good around all the people. For some reason he gets a lot of attention, even at a place like the art festival where there are a ton of dogs. I suspect it's because everyone's used to attractive purebreds, but scruffy little hobo dogs like Finn are more exotic.
I hope that the festival in the spring is just as good. Next time, we should try to remember to go, instead of accidentally stumbling upon it. The organizers did a great job this year.

Tired scruffy little hobo dog.