First the pollen begins to fall. Then the temperatures start to regulate. The King of Pops dusts off the rainbow umbrella. All that means spring has arrived in Atlanta. And with spring come the festivals. What better way to open festival season than with BACON FEST!!!!!
You heard me correctly. Bacon Fest. Six hours of swine, beer and music. I missed it last year. But I went Whole Hog in 2012. Hey, it may be the last one, if the Mayans are proven correct.
At the core, it’s a fundraiser for Dad’s Garage Theater Company; a worthy cause. Crank up the fundraiser quotient with bacon and beer and you’ve got a real winner. Bacon Fest is more sideshow carnival than food festival. Yes, there is plenty bacon, but it’s not a pretentious place where celebrity chefs come to regale us with bacon foam mac ‘n cheese (though that sounds mighty tasty) and the like. This is a John and Jane Public, come as you are gathering. Still, if you have a hankering for bacon, this is the festival for you.
The first booth I encountered after getting wristbanded and ID’ed, was the D.B.A. BBQ gang serving BLTs. That’s how you start a bacon fest. And immediately next to it… a cup full of bacon. OK. I see where this is going. Bring it on!
Bacon, bacon, bacon…
P’cheen gets a special mention for bringing in a whole hog. Here piggy, piggy. Oink Alert! Be on the look out for Bone Lick BBQ, soon to open on the west side of town.
D.B.A.'s BLT. The bread can hardly contain the bacon!
Thick cut bacon in a cup. Thanks D.B.A. BBQ!
P'cheen's whole hog FTW!
The pickins' from P'cheen
Beer cheese soup with chunky bacon bits from Pine Street Market
Fun ‘n Games
I think he is Robert Duval's son.
Mr. Bacon is eating a cup of bacon. That's kinda wrong, and he was a bit too happy about it.
Of course, Bacon Fest is parade worthy.
Put Bacon Fest on your list for next year. You’ll have fun. You’ll eat bacon. You’ll drink beer. You’ll visit the quirky carnival booths. You’ll have fun. But get your tickets early.
Mmmmm, Bacon. I could have cleaned up at the ‘name the Keanu Kuote’ booth.