Me, crouched behind our stall shoving food in my face like the feeder I am at a toasted sandwich event put on by our local council on Saturday.
I was skeptical at first because of my bad attitude, plus the sad state of affairs that is my bank account coupled with a ticket price of $20. It included a souvenir/booze cup, entertainment, and your first toastie. At $5 per sanga I didn't think it was such a good deal. But the event was actually so much fun! At the risk of sounding like a total lameo, it turned out to be a bustling yet laid back (for the guests (and the one vegetarian toastie stall (us 😅))), celebration of what HB has to offer.
The restaurant stalls were a great cross section of the bay's eateries and the beverage selection had me all like, "man we are so lucky to live here!" The entertainment included my fave acoustic r&b performer, and the location/set up was a really good use of space. In the end I also realised that passing on the set up/logistical costs to the consumer rather than the stall holders in the form of ticketing was a clever way of securing participants AND something I would be happy to pay for as a guest in the future.
I'm not being paid to say any of this, I just wanted to share my pleasant surprise and commend our city council for a job bloody well done 👏🏼
Finally, this toastie is a Philly cheese steak from the boys next door at Carr's Kitchen. I didn't get to try everyone's toastie but I thought this one was PFB (pretty fucking bomb). Tap for tags to see who was amongst it on the day - good job to all of these guys too - the competition was stiff and the drinks would have gone down a treat if I wasn't in the midst of an alcoholic rest period 😞