On our resumes, we just may have to list “festivalgoer” on the space reserved for non-paying occupations. After all, we’ve peeled crustaceans at the Breaux Bridge Crawfish Festival in Louisiana and sampled pimento cheese biscuits at Knoxville’s International Biscuit Festival with party stops in between. And even it it’s trite to say: we truly have […]
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