Besides the very noticeable absence (or quite apparent dearth, take your pick, but also feel free…read moreto mix and match) of pilgrimages, religious-like fervor, mind-boggling popularity, yada yada, Neco is a mecca. It's a mecca of foodstuffs galore. One could also say (though I didn't) that it's a festival of flan and squid-y stuff and a boutique of the culinary farts. If we were playing a throwing game, which I'm not (are you?), these characterizations would be high scorers. To all this I say boom baby bounce, into the eve and offing. Boom. Baby. Bounce.