The ribfest was in town this past weekend. Son K went with a friend Friday evening and husband M and I went the next day. Daughter L was out of town at her boyfriend's family's cottage. Of course we lined up in the longest line to get our ribs as K had told us they were good. Then some people at our table were eating ribs from the shortest line and proclaimed them to be excellent. So we took a rack of those home and indeed they were delicious! It just goes to show you that the longest line doesn't always mean the best ribs! We later found out that yet another team had won the competition. Apparently they even look at things such as signage, how attractive your sign is.
7 comments:
Sounds like fun! Valerie
I'm always flummoxed by this. How DO you know which one is best?!
best parts of summer!!!
Now you've gotten me interested in ribs. I like the ones at Tony Roma's.
Yum. That sound like a really tasty event. I love a good rib.
Sometimes it's better to be on the road less traveled :) Sounds like you had a great time!
Sounds like a fun festival! It looks like you can't be sure about something based on the line...
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