Among the many exciting circus themed adventures the kids and I had this weekend was Backyard Burning Man, which was exactly what it sounds like: a miniature version of Burning Man, scaled down to a single afternoon and evening in a suburban backyard. There was a bouncy castle, body painting, stilt-walking, juggling and hooping. Also lots of food.
The highlight, for me, was getting to try Miracle Fruit, which I have wanted to do for a long time. It’s a fruit that turns sour tastes sweet, and has been a fad at hipster parties for awhile now. But I don’t normally get invited to those parties, so I just get to read about it in the New York Times.
The effect was oddly disappointing. I ate whole lemon wedges and they tasted like lemonade, but I could have gotten the same thing from putting a pinch of sugar in my mouth before biting down. Everything else I tried – pickles, vinegar, some random stuff – tasted sweet but bad. I don’t like sweet pickles, and the vinegar tasted like off wine. It was still the high point because it was a Totally Novel Experience. I love those, and don’t get to have them very often.
The low point of the event: Serena peed in the bouncy castle.
Many thanks to our gracious host, who a) made this event happen, b) took this awesome photo and c) thanked us for our company even *after* the peeing incident.