Food
At the Minnesota State Fair, there’s lots to eat…
Whew! I thought I had photographed them all, but boy was I wrong. I missed:
- batter-dipped, deep-fried chocolate chip cookies on-a-stick
- sloppy joes on-a-stick
- cajun seasoned alligator sausage on-a-stick
- oriental lemon chicken on-a-stick
- pizza on-a-stick
- hand dipped caramel apples on-a-stick
- batter-dipped, deep-fried candy bars on-a-stick (Snickers, Milky Way, Three Musketeer)
- chocolate covered bananas on-a-stick
- pancake wrapped around sausage on-a-stick
- Kool Aid pickles on-a-stick
- rocky road scones on-a-stick (caramel, chocolate, marshmallow)
- batter-dipped, deep-fried fruit on-a-stick in a variety of the following combinations: grapes, honeydew melon, cantaloupe, strawberry, pineapple, apple, pineapple, banana, kiwi, peaches, cherries, pears, watermelon
- fried jalapeno pepper cheese on-a-stick
- Dixie wings on-a-stick
- leg of lamb (marinated on-a-stick)
- rueben on-a-stick
- shrimp (breaded, grilled, buffalo, popcorn, cocktaii) on-a-stick
- spaghetti and meat balls on-a-stick (don’t quite know how they manage that)
- deep fried spudsters on-a-stick
- blackened cajun steak-on-a-stick
- Puff Daddy on a stick (?)
- caramel apples on-a-stick
- frozen grapes on-a-stick
- cherries on-a-stick
- batter-dipped, deep-fried vegetables on-a-stick
- ice cream on-a-stick
- walleye on-a-stick
- catfish on-a-stick
Sorry you missed out, aren’t you? More fair stuff coming soon.
PS: Sorry for the poor photo quality :O(
After visiting Jenn in Columbia, I went to Fulton, Missouri to stay with my friend Michelle. Here she is with her son John Michael (I must admit it was me who encouraged him to put on his clothing wrong!):
While in Fulton, she made me gooey butter cake:
and took me to the Winston Churchill Memorial and Library:
Who knew that he coined the phrase “Iron Curtain” in this small town in mid-Missouri? It was a great museum and also featured a beautiful Christopher Wren-designed church moved from London.
Skip forward a few days and I was off to SW Missouri. First stop Mansfield.
Mansfield is in a gorgeous part of the Ozarks. My real mission was to see the farm where Laura Ingalls Wilder lived out the rest of her life after her hardships in the upper midwest. She and Almanzo build a lovely farmhouse:
Later, their daughter Rose had a lovely modern stone house built for them.
But they soon grew homesick for the wooden house they had built themselves, and so moved back to it.
Then I went on to enjoy a couple of days at Lake of the Ozarks.
At the Mall of America, everything’s big. This year they built the world’s largest gingerbread house. Yes, it is actually made out of gingerbread. And decorated with real candy.
It took them almost 2000 hours to build it. Wonder how long it’ll take to eat it…
I went to an apple orchard with my parents today. The trees were just laden with apples. Together we got 15 lbs. of Haralson apples (a pie-making favorite). We already made a batch of apple crisp. Yummy!
The weather was fabulous today–I would guess into the eighties. It doesn’t much feel like fall, but the trees are all changing, so it must be.
This September has been a mix of cool rainy days and gorgeous sunny ones. Last Sunday I got these shots while on a walk with Gayle:
My parents’ garden is still going strong. There’s still raspberries! And one lone clematis.
My family took me out to Red Lobster to celebrate my birthday, and then back to my parent’s house for cake and presents!
My good friend Liza’s getting married next month to a great guy, Enrique. So of course I wish them the best. And in this case, “the best” is a tea towel embroidered with a vintage anthropomorphic vegetable motif. The corn, eggplant, radish, and celery (or is that bok choy?) are having a friendly game of tug of war:
My sister says the eggplant/corn team is sure to win, based on the eggplant’s girth. But I say watch out for the radish. She has a lot of pep!
For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.
—Carl Sagan
