Happy VI Emancipation Day

On this day sometime in the 1800s, a slave named Buddhoe blew on a conch shell in Fredericksted and demanded freedom. The Danish governor granted the request and was removed for this decision. Fortunately, rum is still made here, despite that sugar is now imported. Because of those events, I'm not at work today.

Also, behold:
Mango Melee Article

Well, the returning Mango champ devoured his 8 mangos (various varities & sizes) in about 2 minutes.
I was far slower, but did get to eat 8 mangos for $5. However, I now feel for Takeru Kabayashi's complaint about foods that one doesn't eat all of. I began the competition under the impression that one had to eat the entire mango. However, the 'champ' merely pierced the skin with his teeth, engulfed some pulp (leaving the pit not entirely clean), and moved to the next while I was still chewing through the skin.
So, as I'm against whining, I'll end this complaint here, but just remember that I was the real deal & did proceed to eat ALL of my 8 mangos (sans pit), while the fradulent Mango King will wallow in his false glory.

Also, a brief anecdote: Prior to the eating, I was walking around the grounds of the festival. I overheard a troubled conversation. A very flamboyant man (holding a dog named Lucy) was continuously complaining to his very good comrade that he couldn't find the commorative brick that he had paid for. This continued for a while. So, next time those in South Jersey are walking to the Corner Bistro from the Haddonfield public lot, just say "where's my brick, Sean?". (since there are engraved bricks there). That's all I need you to do.

Some photos are now almost guaranteed to appear sometime on Wednesday.