The Lentil of Disappointment
I drove all the way to Pullman for the National Lentil Festival in order to sample some lentil chili. And was disappointed and disillusioned. The Festival started at 6PM. I got there at 7PM and all the chili was already gone. Theoretically, they were supposed to have enough until 11PM. Or maybe that was the beer…
Of course, I could have enjoyed the rest of the evening, but I wasn’t particularly interested in booths selling useless knick-knacks, advertising for local businesses, or handing out political propaganda. Making my way back to the parking lot, I saw some Lentil Festival beauty queens traipsing among the hoi polloi. Though I have no use for beauty queens either.