My friend Dan invited me to India Fest this weekend and although he lives in Bartlett, I thought he would come downtown to pick me up and then we'd head out to the Agricenter, which after consulting my Memphis Map, I determined is in the Far East. He's done this many times before even though it's a ridiculous amount of driving. But he likes to drive and besides he doesn't mind because he's so happy after winning a pie this week from the 30 Days of Free Stuff at the I Love Memphis blog. He was the Day 9 winner. Good times. The pie by the way was from Muddy's Bake Shop and was called the Cocoa Chanel - too clever!
But last night Dan asked if we could meet in the Middle East and then he'd drive us to the Far East. A reasonable request. So with map in hand I shall head out today to distant lands and end up in a facsimile of India for an afternoon. I love Indian food and can't wait to sample, well everything. There is estimated to be bewteen 70-80 vendors selling all kinds of Indian merchandise, the jewelry in particular will be problematic for me. I have a jewelry chest - you know it's a small piece of furniture about 4 feet high and 2 feet wide. Think about that. It's full of jewelry, 98% costume I assure you. Nevertheless I feel compelled to buy the odd bracelet here or a cute pair of earrings there, as if the 700 items in the chest are just not a complete collection yet. Ah well, maybe I'll just have some naan and curry and sail past the sparkling jewels whose siren song will have no affect me.