The Celebration
Along the great northern route, the pilgrim traveled.
She passed over mountains, along lakes, across rivers, through the woods and fields in search of the two temples of processed foods.
Paying homage at the Jell-O Gallery and the Spam Museum, she returned to the four lakes with the knowledge the gods are pleased with her community’s offerings.
And in the darkest days of winter, the pilgrim called upon the people to bring their offerings of food and light. They came from around the city and the state, bearing hotdish to eat, Jell-O to display and provender to fill the food pantry.
A few arrived early with their offerings and found no pilgrim in evidence to grant entry. They pounded at the locked gates until the child tenders answered. One guest from the land of Mount Horeb took over as doorkeeper. Others set their 28-pound roast turkey on the altar and prepared their gift. The aroma filled the hall. The pilgrim arrived — before the festival was to begin — surprised to find a dozen supplicants already partaking of libations and claiming their seats.
Other guests filled the community’s center hall and its basement to drink toasts, eat, sing and glue sticks together. The supplicants lined the hall to filled their plates with hotdish, meats, vegetables in sauce, savories and sweets. The Jell-O artisans displayed their wares and lobbied for their offerings as guests cast their votes. The ballot magi measured the crowd’s wishes and trophies were given to all — with the 3-footer saved for the next year in an effort to promote parity.
All too soon the sated guests departed the hall to return to their homes, leaving the pilgrim content to extend her 17-year sojourn in the Land East of the Ten Thousand Lakes.
Trophies on Tap
The Jell-O Contest:
Hotdish Hoedown guests entered nearly 20 Jell-Os in the 2006 contest and took home fabulous trophies. Hoedown guests select winners through a secret ballot overseen by trained observers.
People and Food Fill the Hall
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Show your Hoedown pride.
Beyond 53704
Maternal influences on the Hoedown
And as for San Francisco, they may have architectural renderings in Jell-O, but they ain’t got nothin’ on our hotdish. Despite that, see the New York Times for Sunday, Feb. 5, 2006, “In Memory of 1906, a City Shakes Like a Bowl Full of Jell-O” about artist Liz Hickok‘s work.
