Here we are on an insanely fast, rickety merry-go-round. You may not be able to see in the photo, but my knuckles are white and I'm not smiling, I'm cringing. What can you expect from an old piece of equipment that was hastily bolted together by a drunken carnie?
The best part about the LaSalle Strawberry Festival is that the local strawberries were not (and apparently, never are) ready on time for the festivities, so they had to import them from California.
Next Windsor is hosting their annual Lobsterfest! So I am actually glad that there’s no rule against importing festival namesakes, as I shudder to think of what a lobster out of the Detroit River would taste like.
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