Eden's annual ribfest ain't what it used to be.
You could win a Target gift certificate. Too bad there's no Targets in the county,
No festival is complete without Sheriff Sam Page.
Or buy a jar of barbecue sauce.
Wild Bill's refillable soda was a new kid on the block.
Crazy Ribman of Greensboro was one of only two places selling ribs.
Crazy Ribman puts some seasoning on his chicken wings.
This is the second rib joint. When there are only two rib joints, a line can form.
This is a jazz band. A real good jazz band. What in the hell were they doing at the Eden ribfest?
I added this photo because I like photos of musical instruments.
Penguin's Snowball Express.
Having the Sheriff at Ribfest is kinda like the Berry-Go-Round - wherever you go, there it (he) is.
I know it's not much, but the above photos pretty much summarize Eden's ribfest, Sorry.
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