Folks, we hit the big time.
After all my hopeful prayers (and prepared harassment) we spotted the stand no more than five minutes post arrival.
As elated as I was, I knew I had to save this puppy for last so Anna and I perused the seemingly endless aisles of food stands for lunch. It had to be 1035 degrees out today so I wasn’t up for my usual Tour de Fair (last year’s tour included some fried oreo, a soft serve cone, a grilled cheese with sliced tomato, some sort of enchilada in the Pan African village topped off with some hard ice cream before we left). Not lying.
Instead I ordered up some falafel —
And Anna got buff chick and fries.
We digested a bit in the shade and racked up some quality people watching time. Then we checked out a giant building with honey, no-bake cheesecake, clothing, people with microphone headsets preaching about some sort of magical cookware and other bizarre fair-only stands. I even stopped by the stand with those crazy bracelets that allegedly increase flexibility and balance. Well I allege it works. Anna and I should have been filmed for a low-budget testimonial commercial for the bracelets because we were screaming and making a big scene about how fantastic they were. But the piece of rope is ugly so I didn’t buy it. Solid reasoning, I’d say.
The butter sculpture and the sand sculpture were absolutely insane. But its more insane viewing 75+ fair-goers surrounded by a hexagonal refrigerated case housing creepy-looking butter people. And what do they do with the butter when the fair is over? Seems pretty wasteful to me.
But what wasn’t wasteful — cheesecake wedges on a stick. You could even order them chocolate dipped. I held out for my banana.
The day’s activities also included this purchase from the Pan African Village (which I HAVE to use for oatmeal):
And a pilgrimage through the dairy barn and many, many rows of cows.
Overall an outrageously successful day. May the weekend shenanigans commence.