I am the world’s worst vegetarian.  Seriously. I have tried. Time and time again. But there’s something that always prevents me.

And yes, I like my chicken fried. And that stuff’s hard to resist. But it’s always the bacon, PORK, that sends me rushing back to to the land of the carnivore.

Sunday’s RibFest 2009 in Vinoy Park was a night for the meat eating, beer drinking, country-music-loving gal.  Though there is also a reason I left New York City.  The crowds were horrific! Beer lines stretched for what felt like miles.  The barbecue line? Hope you have an hour.

But once we had our pork bbq, we headed away from the crowds, towards the water.  What’s better than a picnic with pulled pork/ribs, macaroni and cheese, baked beans, and Miller Light?  Of course, the macaroni and cheese quickly got cold.  But hot damn, that stuff was good when it came out! And we didn’t even *wait* our hour for the Tennessee line (ours were randomly from Ohio, though did take 1st place in several known farm-ey communities throughout Kentucky, Iowa, Missouri, the rest of the Midwest, etc. And was the only one we spotted with mac ‘n cheese, my favorite Southern “vegetable.”)

RibFest is expensive.  RibFest is overwhelming.  But RibFest is fun.

You get pork.  You get your friends.  And you get to dance to Zac Brown Band.

Now I just can’t wait to get my toes back up to Georgia for, perhaps, some Southern bbq and more of that lovely pasta that is considered a veggie… Life is good today.