harriet1954
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Polish Festival - Cherry Hill, NJ 9/7/08
Fri, 09/19/08 10:34 PM
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I've wanted to go to this for many years. I had heard that the nuns were very sweet, the food was great, and that it was a laid-back crowd. Being Jewish, I also was curious to have a reason to enter the grounds of this provincialate-novitiate at the Little Servant Sisters of the Immaculate Conception. I've seen the cars lined up and down the road every summer since I moved to where I live now, and wondered what the big deal was. I'm so glad we went! Even just upon entering the grounds, the nuns were waving and smiling, and giving greetings in Polish. We also noticed that they were running the gambling concerns there! So why not? I agonized and thought of my pal Ellen, as I, with much trepidation and nervousness, put money on several numbers as I tried my luck by spinning... THE POLISH DOLL WHEEL! Undaunted after my loss, I then threw caution to the wind as I approached... THE BABKA WHEEL! Hanging my head at the crushing blow of losing fifty cents, I decided to blow my wad, as it were, and sighed in resignation as I frustratedly tiptoed over to the... APPLE CAKE WHEEL! As you can see, the crowd was restless and had no time for my hissy fits as Brian had to restrain me after losing yet a third time. I did not want to act badly in front of the Sisters, so I agreed to a mood-lifting meal. We stood in the food line for what seemed like hours, but it was such a beautiful day and setting that it was worth it. Here's my meal of luscious (and I mean luscious!) potato pierogies and kielbasa (with the sauerkraut scraped off by the accommodating Sister, who seemed to sense that I was THAT CLOSE to the edge after my devastating loss at the Babka Wheel). Here's Brian's pierogies. I want to note that he also had stuffed cabbage, which he loves, but he inhaled them so quickly that I swear I had no time to take a picture. The pierogies were three for $2.00. I don't know whether that's a good price or a bad price. I do know that they were homemade, fresh and each of us could've eaten more, they were so good. We then decided to go to the stage area and watch the PKM Polish Dancers from Philadelphia. Here's their website, if you're interested: http://www.polishamericancenter.org/PKMMain.htm Please don't mind these pictures. It was glary out, but these came out with an awful lot of flashy white in them, and are awfully blurry. Well, it's a camera phone and you get the drift: Oh, and here is the Nun of Many Hats! She was cool, walking around with three or more hats on top of her headpiece. In this photo, she's taking pictures of people who came up onstage to dance from the audience. After, we walked over to where they were preparing ribs and fried chicken, but were too stuffed at that particular moment to get any. I like watching food prep, though, when people are really getting along and nobody's fussing. I went around to the back of this stand and took a picture of the ribs cooking. Quite honestly, we went there for the Polish food, and not ribs or chicken, but I like the unpretentious way everything was done there, so I took pictures even of things I wasn't interested in eating that day. Brian saw a snobby young female reporter from the newspaper he used to work for (who totally snubbed him and didn't even say hello, although they used to talk every day at work!), and I saw this guy with a long ponytail who I decided to take a picture of. You've gotta be envious of that old guy's wheels to the left of the picture, and most especially the hood ornament. On the way out, I was a bit fascinated with this table announcing Mass Stipends and had to have that explained to me. It didn't help me any that it was "explained" in Polish on the left side of the umbrella. And I really liked the look of the shrine behind it, so I took a picture. It looked like such a peaceful spot in the middle of such a busy township... A few hours later... We went to what USED to be affectionately known as "The Diner". Well, I know my chicken was dry, and he said his fish was dry, too, but I took pictures and we ate anyway. I was grateful for the bowl of BBQ sauce, but even that had a weird, too-sweet taste. But this is my chicken sandwich and look at that Kaiser roll. A bit dark. Brian had the mini-meal which was $8.95, and was fried flounder with mashed potatoes and gravy (he cannot live without it), and coleslaw. I know for a fact he doesn't like gravy all over it like that. He does the thing with the valley in the middle of the mashed potatoes. But as you can see, that didn't stop him from eating like there was no tomorrow. So that meal was slightly disappointing (as was the one before it at that diner), and we've concluded that we're giving my dear diner a break before we go back there again. But that Polish food? Kocham Cie Skarbie! (Really, that's about all the Polish I know). It was great fun going with my Polish boyfriend to a Polish festival and eating Polish food! I also want to add that there were many Polish-speaking people there. I noticed buses parked on the side...
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