8r4d The #sunset over the last day of the #heritagefestival 2025

8r4d Last day of the festival was a success. #heritagefestival #panoramic

8r4dsfeets la chef du crepes at #heritagefestival 2025

8r4d The sun was out for #heritagefestival on this first day. #panoramic

castironguy The first day of #heritagefestival 2025 was a scorcher and we took the opportunity to try some of our classic favorite dishes but also dig into the japanese tent to sample some dishes in advance of our trip to #tokyo later this year.

castironguy After the #heritagefestival ends there’s almost always leftover batter. They can’t sell it nor return it, but they do their best to get it to a good home. Whoever will take a huge quantity of batter late at night and on short notice. Whatever is left, a few lucky volunteers may get a bucket to take home. Of course this then means breaking down 25 litres of batter into freezer bags and storing it for the winter, but better than it landing in a trash pile. #volunteering perks

8r4d Disaster! So the third day of the #heritagefestival ended up cancelled because a storm hit the site Sunday night and wrecked enough infrastructure—water, power, tents—that it was unsafe for the public. The city was in shock. This rarely happens. In fact I don’t ever remember a cancellation (except during the pandemic.) It was waiting on pins and needles all day to find out how we fared. But alas our crew finally got access late afternoon and tho the damage was minimal on our site, we still had our work cut out cleaning and tearing down the kitchen to wrap up for another year. #volunteering

8r4dsfeets Kiss the cook? #heritagefestival #volunteering #crepes

8r4d Day one of #heritagefestival 2024 and between cooking lots of #crepes managing an outdoor kitchen in the #summer #heat and helping with my share of problem solving, I’m definitely ready for a cozy sleep tonight.

8r4d August #longweekend approaches and with it the annual #heritagefestival where I’ve been #volunteering for nearly a decade making #crepes for the French pavilion. But you’re not French, you reply. Yeah, but my neighbours run the darn thing and we volunteer to support them. Once again I was down there a couple days early helping with setup: running extension cords, setting up the kitchen, hanging things, washing things, bossing people around because apparently I’m a senior volunteer now, huh?