Both of my parents families came from Eastern Europe. My mother’s parents came over from Hungary while my father and his family came over from Czechoslovakia (my dad was 14 at the time and they’re from the Slovakia part) so this kind of an ethnic event, featuring all of their foods, dances, music, etc… is the kind of place my families would naturally go to. That being said, I MUST have come with them when I was a kid, but I’ll be damned if I can remember coming here.

I can remember obscure, trivial crap from movies, TV & comics but when it comes to memories of my childhood, well, not so good.