usually too obsessed with ingratiating myself to the latin community to notice there are such things as other cultures, i happened upon a group of eatern blockers celebrating at the beer garden in astoria. i sampled the local fair, meaning sausage, beer, and desserts with names i cannot pronounce. it was an experience worthy of the trek out to queens, and it made me wonder why it had been 4 years since i had patronized this fine establishment.
i cannot include the smells or sounds of the experience, but here are some of the visuals.
may 2010
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