This past weekend I was lucky enough to spend 10 hours each day in pure festival heaven. BottleRock is in sunny and smiling Napa Valley, CA and the city is known for the fresh food and wine. The music lineup was awesome, but the food lineup was even better. “Farm to table” was really a phrase I could describe for the food as a whole. I had three days to stuff my face and get my bikini body: ready, set, go!
Friday BBQ pulled pork sandwich was the first choice, each bite had a perfect ratio of meat to sauce and the bread was so sweet it blended perfectly with the salty pork. To wash it down I sipped a refreshing mint cherry lemonade, yep that was a great start to my weekend. That night, sprinting to the next stage to see Imagine Dragons, we stopped to get a (small?) snack, which happened to be a gift sent down from the Food Gods- crab fries. Perfectly textured and thick french fries drizzled with some sort of secret sauce (I thought I could drink on my own) was delicately poured over each individual fry. When things felt like they couldn’t get any better- they did, a heaping pile of fresh crab was topped onto the saucy fries to make it the greatest thing you have ever tasted. I am NOT exaggerating. These fries were a total of 10$, freakishly expensive and worth every penny. Eventually things started to cool down during Imagine Dragons incredible performance, and we needed a sweet and warm dessert. We chose the “s’morski- a campfire classic, marshmallow, Nutella, graham crackers all on grilled sweet french bread” I solemnly swear this sandwich will be packed in my school lunch bag for the rest of my life.
Saturday as I was walking back from the Avett Brothers (they killed it) to watch Passion Pit (life changing hour of music), a certain word caught my eye “BACON”. I ran, then I saw the menu, the beautiful menu, “California bacon bbq burrito- pork shoulder, crispy belly, bacon, french fries, bbq sauce, cole slaw” *double take* No, it couldn’t be real, but it was… and so I waited in the mile long line until I heard Passion Pit practically calling my name.
Sunday came fast and the minute we set foot into those gates it was a race to the mother of all burritos. Slow bites at first just to take in the incredible goodness, then I couldn’t help myself and seconds went by and that burrito was GONE. I was fueled and ready to wait 6 hours in the front for Snoop Dogg. My reward? Crab fries. So much more food ended up in our bellies those three days I wish I could explain it all, but pictures are worth a thousand words and I hope your mouth waters just as much as mine did. -Olivia Vigo