Lentil Festival!

this weekend the holbrooks partied hard at the lentil festival.

we ate lentil ice cream.

You have to taste it to believe it, I think.

we listened to yodeling cowboys in neck ties.

you can even buy custom-made bouquets of dried wheat, feed to your llamas in your back yard with, I suppose.

Tina, you fat lard! Come get some DINNER!

and then we sat around while my Holbs took a phone call.

It smelled like vinegar outside. I don't suppose that has anything to do with Lentils, though.

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