Another Food and Wine Festival

This year, we had the original idea to volunteer at the Park City Food and Wine Festival. We woke up and got ready early this morning for an 8 am to 3 pm shift, and ended up working our butts off which was not our original expectation. As we already knew, volunteers vary a lot, not just in size and weight but also in basic work ethics. The rule is more like “I show up late and hide a lot...” Then guess what, the old gang (folks like us,) end up doing all the heavy lifting! The benefit were just okay, the ubiquitous t-shirt, a few sips of wine and then a $75 face value ticket each for the “Epicurean Extravaganza” that kicked off when our shift and lasted until about 6 pm. Problem was there were long lines at each stand (the better wines or the tastier food the longer the time needed to wait for a small morsel or small sip of wine.) After 90 minutes of that, we had more than enough, and while still totally sober, we caught the bus that took us back near our home. When we finally reached our destination we agreed that this would be our last attempt to that kind of voluntarism...