A Fair Adventure

John and I went to the fair this weekend. It’s what Iowans do in August. They pick zucchini and go to the Iowa State Fair. We failed at the whole zucchini thing, so we attempted to get “cool Iowan” points by going to the fair.

We entered a time warp at some point and took a brief detour to 2006. It was confusing, but we found our way back to 2011.

This is the 100th anniversary of the infamous butter cow, so it was a time to celebrate butter. I’m a fan of butter — it can be quite tasty. Rumor has it I used to eat butter straight out of the butter dish as a young child. Perhaps this led to my stunted growth. Butter was definitely my condiment of choice when eating produce from my grandma’s garden. I’d slather butter all over my garden potatoes, green beans, and corn on the cob. Then I’d wipe my little buttery hands all over the special stool I sat in so I could reach the table. Oh, how the pleather on that stool shone! It was a thing of beauty, really.

Moral of the story:  I like butter. And I like cows.

(I also like taking pictures after dark with a camera that’s seen better days.)

Despite my early love affair with butter, I couldn’t bring myself to try the fair’s newest food on a stick — deep-fried butter. However, I did find the deep-fried butter stand and watch the process. I saw the little sticks of butter get dipped in a cinnamon batter, float around in the fryer, and then enter the mouths of other fairgoers. It was fascinating. The butter melted out of its fried shell after the first bite, leaving a hollow chunk of fried batter and a pool of butter.

The people we spoke to said the fried butter was delicious. I wasn’t convinced.

Instead of purchasing fried butter, we went to the horse barn.

Look! I’m a horse! (Yeah — I didn’t fool anyone at the fair, either. But a girl can dream.)

Finally, an evening at the fair isn’t complete without a trip through the Horseman’s Hall of Fame. We thought the guy in the hat looked friendly, so we added him to our picture. I think it works.

 

 

 

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2 Responses to A Fair Adventure

  1. Meredith says:

    I think you should dream bigger than being a horse. 🙂

  2. bloglette says:

    But horses are a lot bigger than I am. It makes perfect sence.

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