A confession.
Aug. 26th, 2004 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistI really like the Minnesota State Fair. And I will miss it.
It's more or less the same every year. That's one of the reasons I wonder why I like it. I already know how it all will go, so I don't know why I bother missing it.
My mom goes for the food. The fried green tomatoes, footlong hot dogs, mini doughnuts, chocolate-covered frozen bananas, the french fries ... all kinds of nonsense like that. Okay, so the french fries are really good. I'm not usually a big fan of fries, but those are hot and fresh, crispy on the outside and soft in the middle, they're perfect. Though my favorite fair food is cheese curds, and the state fair seems to do those better than any place else. And of course we have to go to what my dad always calls "the dairy barn" and get milkshakes; that's a favorite of my dad's, actually, because he really likes the strawberry ones.
My dad also likes to look at the tractors and snowmobiles and things like that. And animals. He does this at all fairs, but there are so many at the state fair, and of so many different kinds, that it seems when I go with my parents we spend most of the day looking at farm animals and getting my mom food.
See why I'm confused as to why this sounds good?
Of course, the last few years, I've gone with assorted friends, and that's much cooler. Last year![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
comradexavier helped out at the exhibit of the company he was interning for that summer, which seemed to involve pulling Legos out of water. mllesarah gets all excited about the 4-H stuff, which makes her even more fun to be around than usual. greenflower and josh8e were made to go because they hadn't been there before; silly North Dakotans. We have county fairs better than their state fair. For some reason, all of Minnesota seems to get really excited about this fair thing. Our state fair is the second-biggest in the country, after one of those gigantic states like Texas, I think. Our state fair is mentioned in a song by Alabama, a famous country band. It's crazy.
Maybe it's just the familiarity I like. Because, cheese curds and Sweet Martha's cookies aside, I know it's silly. It's dorky to have the heads of the "Princess Kay of the Milky Way" candidates sculpted out of butter and displayed in the building where we get the milkshakes. No, really, here's a picture. (After the fair, the girls keep the butter.) It's dorky to marvel over the biggest tomato or pumpkin or whatever ... but why not sneak a peek, as long as you're in that building anyway? It's dorky to listen to radio and TV annoucers from all the Twin Cities stations, of which there are rougly one zillion, broadcast live from the fair. It's dorky to eat all your food from a stickâyou can get anything on a stick at the state fair: waffles, deep-fried candy bars, pork chops, macaroni and cheese (a ball of it, held together because it's also deep-fried). But this is the sort of dorkiness I revel in, unashamed, at least this once every year.
It's more or less the same every year. That's one of the reasons I wonder why I like it. I already know how it all will go, so I don't know why I bother missing it.
My mom goes for the food. The fried green tomatoes, footlong hot dogs, mini doughnuts, chocolate-covered frozen bananas, the french fries ... all kinds of nonsense like that. Okay, so the french fries are really good. I'm not usually a big fan of fries, but those are hot and fresh, crispy on the outside and soft in the middle, they're perfect. Though my favorite fair food is cheese curds, and the state fair seems to do those better than any place else. And of course we have to go to what my dad always calls "the dairy barn" and get milkshakes; that's a favorite of my dad's, actually, because he really likes the strawberry ones.
My dad also likes to look at the tractors and snowmobiles and things like that. And animals. He does this at all fairs, but there are so many at the state fair, and of so many different kinds, that it seems when I go with my parents we spend most of the day looking at farm animals and getting my mom food.
See why I'm confused as to why this sounds good?
Of course, the last few years, I've gone with assorted friends, and that's much cooler. Last year
comradexavier helped out at the exhibit of the company he was interning for that summer, which seemed to involve pulling Legos out of water. mllesarah gets all excited about the 4-H stuff, which makes her even more fun to be around than usual. greenflower and josh8e were made to go because they hadn't been there before; silly North Dakotans. We have county fairs better than their state fair. For some reason, all of Minnesota seems to get really excited about this fair thing. Our state fair is the second-biggest in the country, after one of those gigantic states like Texas, I think. Our state fair is mentioned in a song by Alabama, a famous country band. It's crazy.Maybe it's just the familiarity I like. Because, cheese curds and Sweet Martha's cookies aside, I know it's silly. It's dorky to have the heads of the "Princess Kay of the Milky Way" candidates sculpted out of butter and displayed in the building where we get the milkshakes. No, really, here's a picture. (After the fair, the girls keep the butter.) It's dorky to marvel over the biggest tomato or pumpkin or whatever ... but why not sneak a peek, as long as you're in that building anyway? It's dorky to listen to radio and TV annoucers from all the Twin Cities stations, of which there are rougly one zillion, broadcast live from the fair. It's dorky to eat all your food from a stickâyou can get anything on a stick at the state fair: waffles, deep-fried candy bars, pork chops, macaroni and cheese (a ball of it, held together because it's also deep-fried). But this is the sort of dorkiness I revel in, unashamed, at least this once every year.