My goal is to eat pancakes three times during Frontier Days, that is, on Monday, Wednesday and Friday when they have the feeds.
Monday is the busy breakfast for me because I get assigned to a Denver news crew and am helping them get set up and get interviews. But I still find time to make it through the line for some flapjacks!
This photo reminds me of John Denver's "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" song..."When the suns comin' up I got cakes on the griddle..." I think I've mentioned on here before how much I love the word griddle...
The flapjack cookers flip the "cakes" to Boy Scouts who act as catchers...
One of our Chey-town Grizzlies, which is our baseball team...
There's always live entertainment on the plaza during the feed. This country group was pretty good...
That plaza really does a lot of business for all kinds of events, doesn't it? Looks like lots of fun!
ReplyDeleteMmmm... this looks great!
ReplyDeleteKim, I feel that you really know how to enjoy your life. I appreciate that so much about you. Some people have a "the grass is always greener" approach to life, but it seems like you make every day an adventure!
How many flap jacks do you think the boyscouts drop? :)
ReplyDeleteDid you notice the little boy in the stroller behind the big container of flapjacks looking at them? Enlarge the picture. It's cute.
ReplyDeleteThat's true, Ann, she does!
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