We changed the name of it this year. It’s normally called Summerfest because it’s held in the (get this) SUMMER! But today was the beginning of Summerfest and even though it was June 16th, it was 52 degrees Fahrenheit. Everyone (and by everyone, I really mean the 3 people who attended) was walking around in winter woolies and long-legged underroos! Not even my storage of Crisco could keep me warm! 😛 Summerfest (aka Winterfest 2011) is held every year in June… a 3-day event filled with booths selling artsy things, FOOD, and music… oh, wait… did I mention the food part yet? FOOD!! There’s even a stand where they sell fried everything you can imagine… (who invented fried Coke and how many paint fumes did that person inhale as a child?) I probably would have picked the fried food stands in the olden days… ate my weight in fried twinkies and oreos… but when thou be-est calorizing… thouest needest to be-est intelligent-est… or at least appear to be intelligent! To give you an idea of how croweded this year’s opening day was…
Oh, you might not be able to see the mass of people with the naked eye, but guarantee if you put on your invisible cloak spectacles, they’re there! What are we, wusses!?!? There’s dagnabbed fried Coke at this place! Moving on… we checked out all the booths, where I lamented that I hadn’t won the lottery this year yet again… FAILURE!!
Then it was time for dinner and only a choice between 5 million delectable options. I finally pried my butt away from the fried food table and went for a veggie Gyro (Greek people take note… we crick people pronounce it Geeeee-ropin!) By my estimation my delicious gyro only set me back 400 calories (probably less, but I like to over estimate).
Dessert time… what to pick… a gallon-sized bag of caramel popcorn? Fried feet with a light cankle sauce on top? Possibilities are endless. I finally settled on this glorious thing.
Random no-butt dude had the option to move out of my picture… I was squealing in delight at my chocolate concoction and he paid no heed. It only cost 5 billion dollars for 3 strawberries, half a banana, and 2 tablespoons of drizzled chocolate, but it was worth it… plus not too bad on the calorie train! It also solves the mystery about why when I went to Sam’s club Wednesday night to get me some strawberries and bananas they were completely sold out of both… THE CULPRIT! Who says you can’t calorize amidst the fried random food stand!? Seriously now…
Question of the Day: What is your favorite fair/amusement park/festival food?
P.S. Just wanted to wish my dad a happy father’s day come Sundee. He’s been having a hard time of late and I hope that he is able to see a light at the end of the tunnel… even if it is a dim one. Smile, Dad… life ain’t so bad. Thanks for accepting this daughter of yours. Also, happy father’s day to any father who reads this nonsense! Put your feet up… tell them Whitney said you could!