Once again, The Great NY State Fair has come to a close. Ph. and I
did, however, score a pair of free tickets from our kind and generous neighbors.
This morning, on the final day of The Great NY State Fair, we drove over
to the Shoppingtown Mall’s NE parking lot and then hopped a Centro bus to the
fairgrounds for nearly three hours of walking around, marveling at the people
and at the sights, taking a few
photos (before the batteries quit), and gulping cholesterol-rich comfort
foods. Regrettably, we somehow missed the Parade of Goats at 10:00 a.m., and so instead wandered through the hall of vendors which was electric with speeches on the life-changing latest in cookware, dust mops, and foot massagers.
Speaking of tasty fried food, I had my first serving of fried dough. Ever tried it?
Clogged arteries never tasted so good.
I saw signs but didn’t try any at the fair. When I was a kid, my mom would make what she (and her family) called “dough gods.” Basically, it was an imbellishment of fry bread, only less flat and with extra fat (I think I will have more butter please). Haven’t had dough gods in several years, but I have been luck enough to get a good piece or two of fry bread every summer when I work the sports camp.