The Let Down that was Pickle Fest

Seriously, I paid $50 for tickets for this???

Hello, friend,

Yes, the title of this post is no joke. I really paid $50 USD for four tickets to a pickle fest that legit was nothing like any of us thought it was going to be.

If you’ve been to a food festival then you know what they’re like. We have two in Nashville – one for tomatoes and one for honey. At these festivals, the vendors go all out. There is every food known to be made with either tomatoes or honey at these festivals.

This pickle fest was a sham. A full on sham of what we expected it to be. Literally there was nothing. It was just at one bar on Beale Street and even that wasn’t worth it. Admission was literally $13 USD a piece with our tickets and there was absolutely nothing indicating that the bar we were at was even the location we were supposed to be at until we got inside.

So we left.

We ended up hitting up the Flying Saucer Draught Emporium and getting food before hitting up the local witch store called The Broom Closet. Then it was off to Novel for the third time in one month. They’ve been my door to actually being able to purchase the books from the Library of Esoterica by TASCHEN. I officially have both the Witchcraft and Tarot books. Now for two more.

Dinner ended up being at the Commissary over in Germantown. We had intended to go by Bluff Cakes but exhaustion was calling us back to the hotel so that will be saved for a trip down the road.

And of course, no trip to Memphis would be complete without getting dim sum cart service before leaving the city.

Sure this was a short trip, with some disappointments. And this may also be a short blog post summarizing the trip. But 100% it was all worth it.

But the people organizing Pickle Fest suck it.

My love,