I call this one "Wines and Lines." All day, you drink wine and wait in line for more wine to drink. Although I never waited in a line for longer than a few minutes, it's actually organized really well.
Food is served in little portions, which means if you want to make a meal out of it you have to steal eight little bowls. And that usually earns you a nasty look from the cooks. Whatever, don't judge me. FYI: This is "Lobster Ceviche," which is an implausible dish as the definition of "ceviche" is seafood not cooked by heat, but the lobster must be cooked to eat it. It's a weird name, I'm just sayin'.
Where did I get these brownies? Can't remember. Loved them.
This was at the Puerto Rico tourism booth. The roast pork was delicious but it's hard to hang around when this guy is staring at you. I guess this is their way of making sure mooches like me don't linger too long and eat more than one serving.
Here is Paula Deen, looking like a televangelist. Soon after I took this photo, she reached underneath her shirt and re-tied the drawstring on her pants to make sure they wouldn't fall down—apparently that happened last year. I will say this: Paula Deen certainly knows how to work a round brush and a hairdryer.