since my last fourth of july was spent at Isla Amantani in Lake Titicaca, dancing around a bonfire, wearing traditional Quecha dress, and sipping a drink of coca leaves, pisco and milk, i figured i should probably do it up American style this year. and thats what I did. we grilled hamburgers and made various accoutrements to compliment them. not just various. too many. cabbage salad, breaded zucchini, red velvet whoopie pies. are you surprised?
after stuffing ourselves, we headed out to Bulitt Park, a regulation size football field/track used by the local high school in Big Stone. here are the benefits of living in a small town: we drove up to the neighborhood around the park, and although the streets were filling with cars, we found a spot, walked to the park, plopped down, watched fire works, got up and left. no traffic problems, no unruly crowds. and this was no po-dunk fireworks display. it was actually quite impressive and i was very satisfied with my independence day.
grand finale
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