We went to the Fair on Friday, and less than 30 seconds after we walked in the entrance, I found a stand that had frozen chocolate-covered bananas. Phew. Glad there didn’t need to be any frozen fruit theatrics this year.
Welcome to Minnesota! Land of 10,000 Lakes and Deep-Fried Things!
These were freaking delicious. Seriously: sheer perfection.
It was a perfect, blue-sky kind of day.
Jason took all of these photos. This one is my favorite.
Minnesota’s own version of the Space Needle. Only not as cool.
The gangster mascot of The Great Minnesota Get Together, Fairchild. Dude had attitude.
We ate dinner here. Battered and deep-fried alligator nuggets with alligator-shaped fries.
You can’t tell in the picture, but there were angels singing. And why wouldn’t they be? Thick-cut bacon carmelized in maple syrup, yo!
Our food tally:
- Frozen chocolate-covered banana (Shauna)
- Cheese curds (shared)
- Teriyaki buffalo jerky (shared, plus we went back and bought two more packs because it was THAT GOOD)
- Chocolate shake (shared)
- Alligator nuggets (both)
- Mountain Dew (shared)
- Root beer (shared)
- Big Fat Bacon (both)
We really wanted some Sweet Martha’s Cookies and I had a craving for cotton candy for some reason, but we persevered. I never saw the Fry Dog, but my brother had one and said it was just OK.
See you next year!
This is my favorite time of day, for a few reasons:
1. I’m done with work
2. It’s light out now when I’m done with work
3. And, the light looks like that
It’s so pretty and simplistic: trees made of silhouettes and the sky made of blues, oranges, pinks and purples. I just love it.
I have some kind of tooth issue that I am ignoring, inasmuch as one can ignore shooting pain when chewing on the affected side, random cheek tingling and extreme facial sensitivity. I’m sure it’s nothing.
I am going through my 2nd cookbook looking for new recipes, and it’s called The Newlyweds Cookbook. It’s so sweet and cute and not true to life because the recipes break down the duties, like this:
He does: Cuts the chicken breast into bite-sized pieces…
She does: Brings the chicken mixture to a boil, stirring often…
Whatever. Jason & I get all irritated with each other if we’re both in the kitchen at the same time, because we have a smallish kitchen and it’s not conducive to being toe-to-toe with someone when boiling water and exact measurements are involved. There’s a lot of “excuse me’s” and “watch out, boiling water coming through’s” and “are you sure that’s enough onion powder” comments, and it never ends well. So here’s our version.
Whenever Jason cooks, I:
Play floor hockey with the cats (they’re surprisingly nimble)
And whenever I cook, Jason:
Catches up on emails.
My favorite recipe from this cookbook, the one that made me exclaim “WHAT?!?” and curse my laziness at not noticing it sooner: Bacon-Wrapped Chicken in Cream Sauce. Yeah!
So, we went to the Great Minnesota Get Together (the state fair) this weekend. Let’s start off easy, OK?
First off, Spam, the great Minnesota staple.
Now how about some Norwegian hotdish on a stick? (Jason’s mom tried it. It was deep-fried meatballs and tater tots. Mmmmm.)