Went to a BBQ festival yesterday and Fifi yelled "Meats! Meats!" the majority of the time. The kid really likes her meat. And Kay thoroughly enjoyed making friends with a smiling, roasted pig head.
We also had fried brownies, which were as rich and gut-wrenching as they sound. My sister took a picture of the food truck and sent it to me. That's how she got me to go to the festival in the first place (this is a pretty common practice, by the way- I used to be part of a playgroup that would buy krispy kreme and send me pictures of them in order to ensure my attendance.)