I was so psyched during my trip home to North Carolina in early October because it coincided with the Dixie Classic Fair dates! It was the fair that I grew up going to because we lived in Kernersville during those years, so I have a lot of early memories of fairs there. And these days I have always had a secret wish to take off one evening and head to the fair by myself just so I can take pictures. With kids in tow, it doesn't leave much time or opportunity for creativity, so it's been many years since I got to satisfy my love of fair pictures (and I'm still not there!).
Unfortunately it was not to be the case this time either, even though I was going with all adults. Too bad it drizzled rain most of the time! That was a real bummer although we still had a great time and I managed to salvage a few shots all the while sheilding my camera from the rain inside a plastic Target bag that I found in my mom's car en route.
Fair food! What in the world would I choose as my fair indulgence this year, in the South? I hardly knew what kinds of things they had there anymore, it's been so long. I've about had it with pizza and sausage & peppers because you can get that ANYWHERE. Ugh. What would be the perfect regional fare at the fair? There were certainly a zillion BBQ stands everywhere and that would have been great, but I could get that elsewhere. And I definitely was not going to be one of these..... certainly not something you can get anywhere else but I wasn't into it. :) Two great tastes that taste weird together.
My mom had the perfect idea--Moravian chicken pie, complete with a thick slice of pound cake. It was more than perfect! It was served up in the brick buildings near the main entrance where all the churches and civic organizations house their food offerings. Too bad I never got a pic of the chicken pie (but it was soooo good and fresh), but I had the pound cake tucked safely in my pocket just waiting for a shelter from the rain. :) That baby wasn't going anywhere.
Here's Jill and Derek enjoying their bloomin' onion. It was a good one! And who's the so-called photographer who left the lemonade straw in the middle of the frame? Ooops.
I was very interested in all the food competitions...... rows and rows of cookies, poundcakes, biscuits, and breads all lined up with tags and ribbons. I want that job!