Every day I live here, I am more glad I made the move. Not only is every tree in the city brilliant with pink, purple, and white blossoms, but there is a carnival in town! Carnegie Mellon is having some sort of carnival. I don't know about the occasion and I don't really care too much. All I know is they brought funnel cake.
Right down the street from the art museum, across from the building where Apple and Intel and Google are housed, is a street carnival. I'm not sure what was there before the carnival. Can't remember if it was a parking lot or what, but now it's full of crazy college kids and crazy actual kids and families and dragon rides and funnel cake.
After rugby practice last night, I caught a ride home with Laura and she took me there to show off her alma mater. She showed me the beautiful stone mansions converted to dorms with French doors and balconies. We looked at the little shops owned by funky artists who work with wire and beads and hammered copper. And then we talked about funnel cake.
I got to thinking that I should serve funnel cake at my wedding. Maybe instead of real cake. But wouldn't that be fun for an outdoor picnic wedding? Funnel cake! Just like they make in Pittsburgh, my home.
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how will i be able to put a rugby playing bride and a bicyclist groom on top of funnel cake?
i think you should have both a funnel cake and a tradition cake because i love both!!!!!!! and since i'm so skinny i should really eat a lot.
Oh my goodness! Em found rugby playing smurfs for the wedding cake!!! Can these be the wedding favors, moms? Please!?!
hey you are awesome in my book... I would love to have some olive oil!!
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