By this time of the day I was hungry and decided to get one of the ubiquitous Bonnaroo arepas. These arepas are greasy yellow corn cakes with mozzarella cheese inside. Honestly, they looked kind of gross, but boy did they taste really REALLY good. I guess it's true; things that are bad for you are the ones that taste good. I felt that I could've eaten two of these, but I'm happy I stopped at one because I know for a fact my stomach would hate me for it.
After my obligatory arepa adventure I headed down to the main stage to catch The National. They put on an amazing performance and really got the crowd riled up. They played a good mix of songs from The Boxer and High Violet, as well as some standouts from their new album. There were a few moments when I teared up a bit, but hey, The National always makes me cry. It's a mark of a good band.
I walked back to catch Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers who took the normal Sunday night jam band slot. Both Tom and his guitarist Mike Campbell were really noodly on some songs, my guess to satisfy the hippie masses who wanted Phish or Widespread panic. The massive sing along to 'Free Falling' was EPIC and a perfect ending to my weekend at Bonnaroo.
But since Steve & I hadn't had dinner yet, we couldn't go home without shoving something else in our faces. After many recommendations from the American Poster Institute guys (Boss Construction, Lil Tuffy, and Methane Studios) I decided to get some pizza from Spicy Pie. We got the regular pepperoni slice because they were out of their namesake Spicy Pie. It was OK for festival food, but nothing to write home about. The slice itself was pretty big, but for $6 it better be!
I'm home now and trying to catch up on sleep and life. Getting readjusted to the real world is hard. I would like to extend a big thanks to the folks at 44 Communications and Big Hassle Media for taking a chance on a local Nashville food blogger!