Whole new kind of food porn

This weekend, in the mid-Atlantic fantasy land of Revel Grove, we enjoyed the generosity of Hurricane Kyle's outer bands.  It's nice when the hurricane decides to spare you the winds and go somewhere else (Farewell to Nova Scotia, you seabound coast!), but those regular 20-minute spirals of rain in the hurricane's wake can really do a number on a Ren Faire's performance schedule!

While the high point of Saturday (for me) was defiitely catching skivee singing Jonathan Coulton's "Re: Your Brains" moments before cannon, Sunday hit an altogether new high water mark.  There was plenty of carousing, shopping and flirting with beautiful women, even with the rain.  I gave up on staying dry, hung up my pirate hat and jacket and just relied on the natural fiber fabrics in my garb to dry quickly between downpours.  There were plenty of epicurean delights, too, starting with a fantastic duck, glazed in orange, ginger, horseradish and worchestershire.  Mmmm...duck!  Trinket's chocolate candied ginger made me do my happy foodie dance.  I was hoping to show up with some of those humongous Chesapeake aquaculture oysters that I found a few weeks ago at  farmers market, but this time I was sorely disappointed.  I even came to Faire with shallot mignonette ingredients in hand, just in case!  Oh well, I made do with baked goods.  The Portuguese sweet bread was wonderful, a little like challah, and went well with the duck.  The scones were sticky and messy, but delicious.  Pear & pecan was my favorite, but the chocolate chip scones had a surprise inside: oreo cookies!  They were brilliant.  There was even one last pawpaw from Pennsylvania, like fruit made of banana-mango pudding.  The true high point, though, was a tiny nibble of cheese and candy.  My best foodie friend in the whole wide world truly outdid herself this time.

( I warn you, words are eventually going to fail me on this one. )