Taste of Roselle

Glenn and I go to the "Taste of Roselle" every year. We have only missed one since we moved to Chicagoland, which was the first year as we didn't know it existed at the time. It's a baby version of the "Taste of Chicago" which takes place downtown in Grant Park every July.

The point, of course, is the food. Glenn had a kabob and flat bread from the Greek stand. I had a pulled pork sandwich from Pina's. We would recommend both.

There is a wide range of things to do. You can have a beer, bring the kiddies for the rides, lose your money throwing darts, and have your palm read.

Your other option is shopping. In addition to the main street stores, tons of crafters set up temporary shop.

Glenn and I made a couple purchases. The first was a few ears of sweet corn grown semi-locally (2 hours away, still in Illinois) which we are having for dinner. I bought a cute little purse handmade by this Native American girl (I didn't get her name.) Her stand is shown below on the left. I love these little leotard/tutu combos. I am so buying one for Ana Rayne. (Amanda, I would like a little input on this purchase.)

You have a love an afternoon of family fun found five minutes from home. (alliteration purely accidental)