This was a cool event that I assume will get better from year to year. I was able to meet some…read morefellow Yelpers and had good conversation and had my tasting glass "customized". Some of the tasting lines were slow moving. But with so many vendors it didn't slow down my tastings. I have to admit that I only visited half of the stands because once I found a couple of bottles that I liked, I was done. I purchased a few bottles, stretched out my folding chair near the stage and enjoyed a beautiful day out. I purchased four bottles and left with one :) The entertainment was very enjoyable; the SB Band really kept the crowd hyped! The down side was the food situation. Porterhouse was there and they never disappoint. But with only 2 trucks, 3 if you count the pizza slice trailer, the wait was ridiculous AND outside food was not an option :( I expect better next year, I can't wait.

This was a great event! My friend and I had a blast!…read more The parking was a little rough. We had to park in the grass, and unfortunately when we tried to leave, the entrance to that parking spot was blocked off so we had to drive very carefully off the median onto the road. They do have carts that will transport you to and from your car, but we decided to walk. The line seemed extremely long when we first got there, but we got in pretty quickly. Make sure you bring your ID's because they do check before you enter. They give you a complementary wine glass, along with a brochure listing all of the wineries in attendance, which was nice. There are a lot of wineries, but I expected to see more than were there. We skipped a few because they had just typical wines. I'm not usually a big wine drinker, but after spending the day tasting different kinds, a few have definitely won me over! If you ever go in the future, be sure to stop at Southern Charm Winery's tent (if they're there). I literally loved every single wine they had to offer. My favorite was the Edisto Black. It is amazing! I'd have to say they are officially my favorite winery. Shadow Springs Vineyards has a very good strawberry wine. The lines were a little long, but that was to be expected. The band was great! I also loved the location, being it is in the same parking lot as one of my favorite restaurants (Moose Cafe). Be sure to stop there on your way out!

This was a very packed event! Had lots of vendors very good food, good beer, great great crowd, and…read morevendors were extraodinarily nice. Was great to mingle around with all the different people in town or that are back in town now with college starting so this is a definite must go to event next year one of the Better downtown walking events lots of fun. They need to work on parking for next year

This festival should have started earlier. The queues were horrendous! Not sure if the vendors knew…read moreit would be this packed. The planners could have a map showing where the vendors would be located. Sometimes, it was hunt looking for the trucks since not all were on Spring Garden street. There were some excellent food choices,

fair foods and local talent is here. there were plenty of crafts to buy but my hands were full of…read morefood. BTW where were the beer tents? it was a good way to enjoy a few hours out and about. I enjoyed the band Citizen Shade while I chowed down on Porterhouse fries and a funnel cake. This was great prep for some evening BBQ and fireworks. see ya next year (if you have adult beverages in the streets). Adult beverages would have up'd the rating.

In the '90s I worked at a bar & grille downtown. It was full of entertaining moments most days, but…read moreamong the best were during Fun Fourth, when so many who otherwise never would have come there would file in all day to avoid the heat and their kids (the kiddie area of the festival was across the street). The bar comfortably accommodated about 40 people and most nights wouldn't see more than 20 at a time, but would have a steady population of around 60-70 on the 4th. These were the days before Natty Greene's, when any other day of the year one could lie in the middle of the street at 8 pm and not worry about cars. This particular day was like most Fourths, but got interesting later in the night, when Johnny Van Zant walked in. Lynyrd Skynyrd had played that day down the block from the bar and late in the evening this hayseed came in, sat at the bar and asked for a Budweiser. At first, I had no clue whom he was, so I mocked him for asking a 14 year old to serve him a beer. Eventually, he was served and after a few bemulleted congratulated him on a good set, I realized it was Van Zant, who had taken over vocal duties for this hemorrhoid on the asshole of southern rock after his brother's plane wrapped itself around a tree. I disregarded him for an hour as he got progressively drunker, but he couldn't stand being ignored. Primarily, the bar was a black purlieu, making good ol' Johnny's next few statements all the more sage, and hilarious. Upon spotting one of the Malcolm X shirts that were so popular at the time, with "It's a black thing. You wouldn't understand" printed on the back, he began with a description of his big idea to make money (was his band doing so poorly?). "Wanna know my idea fer a milyun dollar bizness? T-shirts." His speech was already slurred as he answered his own question without giving me the chance. "You know how they got their shirts?" he said, ever louder, "The ones that say 'It's a black thing. You wouldn't understand'?" I knew what was coming, yet he continued. "Well, I got an idea for shirts for us!" He paused several seconds, allowing me time to catch up to his intellect before he delivered his payoff. "It's a WHITE thing. YOU wouldn't understand," he blurted out while pointing an angry finger at no one. "Yeah, I think you're a little late there. I've seen those." "And d'you know how they got their X? We'd have our X. A rebel flag!" "I'm telling you, man, they already sell those." "Well, I ain't never seen one." I have never been to a Lynyrd Skynyrd show, but it would be difficult to convince me that vendors didn't sell these t-shirts at every one of them in the '90s, or now, in fact. Rednecks are notoriously behind the times. At some point during the hick's pitch, a trailer-park blonde had stumbled in, already drunk. She sat a few seats down from Johnny Too Bad and demanded a beer. Upon informing yet another rocket scientist that I was too young to serve, she began a lengthy diatribe about how I shouldn't be working there if I couldn't fetch her beer. I asked someone else to get it, and she asked for a few case quarters. She spent several minutes doing the Axl Rose sway in front of the jukebox while trying to decide on a song, and then suddenly she stamped her feet and exclaimed, "There ain't a god-damned thing on here worth playing!" "You don't like 'Mr. Bojangles'?" I asked. "I don't see- Oh." So she chose some Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and some contemporary country that had never been played, and returned to her seat for most of her first selection before heading to the restroom. Moments later, she cracked the restroom door and yelled, "Y'all ain't got no damned toilet paper in here! I gotta drip my ass dry?" A co-worker took a whole 8-roll pack to her. I like "Mr. Bojangles"; it's a decent enough song. But after it finished, while she was still drying out, her next song began. I don't know what it was. I'll just assume Garth Brooks or Alan Jackson. It was one of those typical, "Why'd that truck driver not take a rest the night Junior was coming home from the war and driving to meet his daughter for the first time at Christmas?" songs. So I turned the volume way the fuck down before she returned. She took her seat and nursed the bottle for a while, until, "Can't that thing get any louder? I can't hear my god-damned song!" "Yeah. Let's see- " and I pretended to turn it up for her. "How's that?" "Still can't hear it." "Hmm... I don't think it goes much higher, but I'll try," and this time I nudged the switch slightly. "That's as high as it goes. Must be the record." "Well, God damn. I still can't hear nothin'." "Yeah, I'm sorry." She finished her beer as the song faded to an end, and then she walked toward the exit as one of my favorites, Clarence Carter's "Slip Away", began to play. I cranked the volume good and loud just in time for her to slip away herself, with such grace, flipping me off and cursing as she stormed out the door. I love America.

The food here just isn't as good as it has been in the past, imo - there was a little slippage last…read moreyear, much more noticeable this visit. This is for a nice cause, but if you are just going to phone it in, I'm really not interested, especially when there is such excellent, fresh, vibrant Greek food available throughout the Triad, and at more reasonable prices. The Gyro ($7, no side) was just average, at best. The Pita was overcooked and chewy, the Tzatziki Sauce was bland, and very thinly applied. There was no lettuce, and just a little diced up tomato.The gyro meat was actually pretty good, well seasoned and cooked, tender with some nice flavor. Zack's Hot Dogs (which I absolutely love) have almost no resemblance to that sold in Burlington. The wiener is different, the chili is a much smaller amount, the bun is far from soft, there are no slaw onions available, and you have to put on the mustard yourself as the last item - making it a mess to eat. Cost, $2. Sometimes events like this just assume that whatever they do will be enough - well for me, it;s not. The Greek Festival in Winston seems to be able to keep it "real". This one was probably my last one in Greensboro.

I really hate to knock a nonprofit fundraiser but...this Greek Festival isn't much to write home…read moreabout. The food is extremely expensive for the quality and quantity ($12 for about 4-6 oz of overcooked souvlaki, bland rice, bland green beans, a commercially baked roll, and instant sweet tea...credit cards NOT accepted). Unlike the Greek Festival in Winston-Salem, the full meal did not include a Greek salad and a side of spanakopita for the price. Those who ordered a Greek salad were served a pouch of prepackaged Ken's Steakhouse-brand Greek dressing; this is akin to Germans serving Jimmy Dean heat-and-eat sausage patties at Oktoberfest! The dancing was quite nice, but there weren't many vendors in the agora, and interpreters were not available inside the church to explain the icons, etc. (There were a few church tours at specified times over the weekend.) Again, I hate to criticize a fundraiser, but this one needs to improve, in my opinion. I much prefer the Greek Festivals in Winston-Salem and Raleigh.

What a Joke!! attended the 2025 Halloween event. dressed in our best Halloween costumes hoping to…read moreenter the big costume contest that was advertised. we got there, no contest this year they said. added VIP. that was a joke. waste of money. they let anyone in. if you're looking for a pot smoking, drug enhanced event this may be for you. Not worth the money . Never will go back. So disappointed!!!!!!! I would give no stars if I could.

Beer and fear bash 2024 was horrible my wife and I have been going since 2012 and this year makes…read moreus not want to come back. VIP room was a joke took up one of the biggest setups for 12 people and In Turned made everything else crowded and not even a show.To much money to pay for a house party

I only gave this event 2 stars because I met a lot of nice people with similar complaints. This…read moreevent was mismanaged. They ran out of propane and tota and some beers less than half way through. The staff was friendly though woefully unprepared. There seemed to be no management or supervisory staff available to address the many issues.