The Topsfield Fair

[nonelvis]

We spent a long day at the Topsfield Fair today, looking at prizewinning animals and vegetables, wandering through the carnival midway, and eating things that were, on the whole, not terribly good for us. (Lunch today: hand-cut french fries, a soft-serve twist cone, and fried Oreos. columbina had corn dogs.) I was actually a little disappointed by the lack of inappropriately fried food -- I was really hoping for some of that deep-fried macaroni and cheese on a stick they serve at the Minnesota State Fair -- but I guess that delicacy hasn't made it this far east yet.



I took a ton of photos, some of which I'm very happy with, many of which I wish I'd had more time to compose properly, but composition isn't easy when you're a) a rank amateur, like me, and b) there are tons of people milling around. Here's the complete Flickr photoset, if you want to see all of today's shots; these are just some highlights.

Pumpkins and pickles for sale in the fruit and veg exhibit.


Theoretically, this is a rabbit. It may actually be a tribble. I'm not sure.


There was a gigantic sand sculpture being built (theme: "Piglets of the Cowibbean"). I did not realize that bondage was an appropriate topic for a family-oriented fair.


I am not sure how heavily sedated I would have to be to get on this ride. In fact, it's possible I might have to be legally dead.


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Comments

[platypus]

Tribble!

Deep-fried macaroni and cheese? On a stick? But how do you even... *flail*

[kalleah.livejournal.com]

I ate a deep fried brownie today. So wrong, and yet, so tasty.

The fair here has an assortment of improbable foods for frying: Snickers bars, cheeseburgers (!), Twinkies, Oreos.

I love the Tribble.

[vahepeatus.livejournal.com]

Pickles! But I am disappointed not to see black currant leaves in the jar of cucumbers, as picked cucumbers taste right only when done with black current leaves (in fact my mother keeps some black currant bushes in her garden especially for cucumber pickling, as otherwise the bushes are old and annoying).

[ms-hooligan.livejournal.com]

Someday we need to go to the State Fair in Dallas. I don't know why we haven't, especially since I just learned that Chip has never had a funnel cake. I'm sure we can find a funnel-cake opportunity for him in Austin, but still.

I once read a very naughty bit of erotica set at the state fair and involving a very long and thin lollipop. And maybe a corn dog too.