Thanksgiving is a time to be thankful. For friends. For family. For health. It’s also a time to be thankful that an awesome festival arrives to give you thirty-eleventy ways to stuff your face.
Ball’s Falls Thanksgiving Festival has been a tradition for me since I was a kid. Back then it was more about going for a hike to the Upper Falls. As an adult, with non-allowance obtained money, it’s more about seeing how many ways you can stuff your face in unique and delicious ways.
The “rules”: First thing is the corn on the cob. It doesn’t matter if it’s 11 in the morning or an hour before turkey time. You get. The. Corn.
Following that the events that follow are up in the air, but must include: a picture in front of the Lower Falls, a stop inside the tiny cabin, a walk through the flour mill, and browsing the many wares on display. Purchases here are rare and optional.
Finally, as the day ends, the other obligatories: Picking up the dip mix (Lemon Dill forever), grabbing a jug of Apple Cider, and a large bag of Kettle Corn. These are unbreakable, and not accomplishing these tasks warrants a return trip if needed. They are the rules, and they are unbending.
It isn’t Thanksgiving until these tasks have been completed. Following the rituals, a celebration of cider and kettle corn follows at home. What happens from there is gravy on top. Just maybe not on top of the kettle corn.
Happy Turkey Day. Save me some carrot salad.