It isn't how long the lunch is, it's how many people it feeds.

This past weekend was the Warkworth Long Lunch, which is only in it's third year, but starting to get quite a following. There was an article in the Toronto Star, several others in the local papers around Warkworth, and Jerry was interviewed by a New York radio station who caught wind of the event.

The day started OK, but by the time lunch started, it was raining, pretty hard. About half the tables were moved into the Town Hall. It did clear up enough for folks to eat outside later, but vittle-space was tight for a while. The event sold out - they were even recycling tickets already handed in by other folks, so essentially scalping their own tickets. Best eats: the corn, and home-made baked beans. Disappointing: oddly enough, the home-made pie, which I'm sure is considered a controversial stance.

There was an estrange parade in the middle of the afternoon - I couldn't tell whether it was some weird community dance troupe, or a high school thing. I was getting the eye from one of the ladies, who, if you believe in stereotyping, was a pretty classic template for that drama/art teacher with radically short hairdos, and who makes her students call her all by her first name. But I digress. Weird Parade: check out the last photo. Whoever this group is, they decided that a colonialist/trapped savage pair was a good idea.