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Some Independence Day fun:

There was a street fair on Water Street from Broad Street (where we live, -ish) to the South Street Seaport.  It had more of a Latin flavor (and not the ille, illa, illud kind) than most NYC street fairs, presumably because the guys who are usually hawking funnel-cake and giant mounds of curly fries were home celebrating the Fourth.  Still, lack of giant mounds notwithstanding, we had a fairly good time.  We shared a pretty tasty tamale and an “authentic” Venezuelan arepa (we passed on the “authentic” Columbian arepa, which is out of whack with our geopolitical views but was in keeping with the order in which we passed by the stands).

Of course, we also sampled delicious treats from the more northerly reaches of the former empire of Phillip II (unless you credit silly rumors that they were invented at the Minnesota State Fair):

That last one’s a fried oreo – probably also introduced at the Texas State Fair.  (Phillip II for President!)

Last but not least, July 4 is the day on which we observe the birthday of our most dear friend, Calvin Coolidge, the Cat.  His being a former stray, we don’t know his actual diem natalem, but since Independence Day was the real Calvin Coolidge’s birthday (happy 136th, big guy!) it seemed like the right day to go with.  So yesterday we got him as a treat, some good tasting wet food (Fancy Feast) which he tore through in about a minute:

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