I guess it’s just like American ‘Happy Hour’…it’s never just ONE hour.
There is a rather vibrant Portuguese community in Newark, New Jersey. So much so that the annual Portugal Day celebration here lasts THREE days. It’s chock full of glimpses into the culture. From the traditional drum ensemble..
to the native dancing.
And no matter the festival…the food is always a draw. Nothing makes you smile like a wheel of barbecued meat.
The lovely Karen and I had a good time browsing, people (and dog) watching and taking in the sights. By the way..even though we’re standing in front of the beer stand, we did not partake. We saw what the excess imbibing could do to some folks out there.
It was a good time. If you ever get to Newark and can find your way to the ‘Ironbound’ section…there are plenty of Portuguese, Spanish and Iberian stops to make and dishes to sample. We’re just getting started.