Today is National Something on a Stick Day. It’s March 28th, mind you. I live in Minnesota. The only sticks around here are still attached to trees or hidden under a mountain of snow. However, I love these wacky holidays, so I’ll go along with it. You know, there’s a day of honor and celebration for just about any occasion if you look for it.

In my state, food on a stick doesn’t usually rear its head until the summer months and folks from all everywhere look forward to our annual State Fail – where they can sample anything on a stick, including pickles, deep fried candy bars, a stick full of donuts, porkchops – you name it and they’ll put it on a stick. They do this so they can be the first to do so and to make a buck. Of course, with inflation, the price of a candy bar far exceeds a buck, so there’s that.

On a personal note, I prefer eating my food off a plate, but even that is getting more and more difficult as I get older. You might say that a walking stick is more appropriate for n octogenarian. At my house, you’ll find Paul and Kathy on Stick. Happy Day!