I don’t go to state fairs to see beautiful things or cute little barnyard animals.
I go to watch people.
And to eat unusual foods breaded, fried, and served on a stick.
Every once in a while, my husband and I feel the need to attend the State Fair. I am not really sure why. Perhaps it reminds my husband of working on a dairy farm as a teenager. Perhaps it reminds me of horse shows and sheep auctions from my childhood. Or, it could just be that I read Charlotte’s Web too many times as a kid. Whatever the reason, I must admit that the state fair is appealing on many levels. There are barns full of domesticated animals, food tents offering somewhat scary concoctions, buildings sporting gargantuan garden produce, and displays of exquisite folk art like quilting and crochet. I gotta admit, it is a fun place to visit.
About every 5-10 years.
This year I had good incentive. I was asked to present a class on Italian cooking, which turned out to be very fun. The audience was great, and together, we survived cooking in the Indian Summer heat. I was also drafted to judge a “sweets” competition where competitors tried to come up with delicious entries using the ingredient Karo Corn Syrup. When else does one have the opportunity to consume 22 different desserts? At least in public? Judging was a blast. I need those winning recipes now…..
So here are some random photos taken only because it amused me to do so.
How about these Dutch Ovens? Apparently they are several hundred pounds a piece. They were the largest ovens I have seen. Could be comparable to the cast iron bathtub we hauled into our basement bathroom this year.
Well, there is my random and inconsistent photo experience.
Gotta love state fairs!