Holiday Folk Fair

 Saturday, November 22, 2025

Peter and I went to the Folk Fair in the afternoon.  We had to park some distance away on 85th Street; I was glad that I had my walker.

We enjoyed two session of the dancers.  Seating was limited, so I sat on my walker, which was very handy with its elevated seat.  Peter sat behind in the bleachers.  I could hear him having a conversation with someone seated next to him.  Sure enough, there is bound to be someone he knows, or someone who knows someone he knows.  The person was someone who was related to someone Peter worked with at Briggs & Stratton.  This person was a member of a Czech soccer team who knew my former neighbor Jerry Panek.

We each had a crepe with strawberry jam to tide us over until we would have a more substantial meal at Pegasus.

We viewed the cultural booths and then took the long walk back to our car.

Because I was unsuccessful getting an egiftcard for Jay's Birthday present on my computer, we drove to Lake Park Bistro to buy one in person.  Peter waited in the car while I went inside.  The bartender asked if I'd like a coffee of wine while I waited.  I never thought about that.  I went out and asked Peter to come in for a nightcap.  Peter had a wine, I had a warmed Grand Marnier; I never had it warmed, and the aroma was intoxicating.

We were almost finished when another bartender asked if we were hungry.  I told him we had eaten already.  He was offering us complementary salmon dinners because there were some unclaimed dinners or something.  So sorry that we had to refuse.