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A Great Fair Day

CowsLiving in Central New York gives us access to a wide variety of activities that suburban Philadelphiates are generally not exposed to.  Apple picking, for example.  Watching lackluster football inside an inflated Dome.  Threatening to turn off NYC’s water supply.  But for us, our favorite has to be the ten day stretch before Labor Day when Syracuse plays host to the Great New York State Fair. For suburbanistas like us, partaking in days of cattle contests, butter sculptures and snacking on fried pretty much everything is an enlightening (and ultimately tummy ache inducing) experience.

We were beyond excited this year to head to the fair now that our little Justine is much less “squirming lump” and much more “mobile ball of unbridled energy,” old enough to appreciate some of the sights and sounds this fantastic event has in store.  We arrived early, soon after the gates open, and threw ourselves into experiencing the various shows and booths.  In quick succession we watched a troupe of acrobatic dogs, a family of bears capable of riding bicycles (although not bicycling backwards nor blowing bubbles) and a group of wakeboarders “shredding” some two by fours with the help of a modified lawn mower engine and a tow rope.

After a quick stop at the New York State Potato Growers Association booth for a nutritious breakfast (a loaded potato), we headed to the livestock buildings to show our daughter what all the animals look like close up.  While she found the 1234324 varieties of rabbits fascinating, she was less enthralled with the cattle, perhaps because of the nonchalance with which they relieved themselves, sporting a “so?  I pooped?” look of indifference on their faces. Frankly, I was surprised Justine didn’t identify with them.  She probably wondered what size diaper they should’ve been wearing.

We grabbed a quick lunch around noon, with Kim and Justine snacking on a chicken pita, while I decided on a slightly less healthy “fried sampler,” consisting of two fried oreos, two fried chocolate chip cookies, and a fried peanut butter and jelly (as a main course).  The particular booth I patronized actually offered a “you bring it, we’ll fry it” service, which I skeptically assumed was an empty promise until the guy in front of me was handed his fried hamburger.  Only at the fair.

DSC05499 [640x480]After lunch, it became clear that our well-behaved toddler was quickly devolving into an over-tired “fussy monster,” and so we weighed our options.  We decided to try and find a quiet spot, nurse her (that would be my wife’s task) and then hopefully get her to fall asleep in the stroller.  That is how we found ourselves under some bleachers in the horse coliseum, pushing a stroller in figure eights in a vain attempt to bring about naptime while teams of horses pulled old fashioned stagecoaches around a dirt track nearby.  Judging by the knowing glances and snickers of passers by, our attempts at causing spontaneous napping was failing badly.  Intent on enjoying more of the fair, we fell back to plan B.  Ignoring her, and just walking about, in hopes she’d just pass out.

This failed too.

Finally we decided to leave the fair, and then ride the shuttle back to the parking lot in hopes she’d fall asleep on the bus.  After a few roundtrips and a chastising from the bus driver (“you can’t just ride the bus all day…”), we fell back to our final plan.  We went back to the car, laid our now inconsolable child into her car seat, turned up her baby tunes, and waited.

Two minutes.  That’s all it took and she was out cold.  She slept for the next hour and a half as we returned to the fair, visiting the dairy building for twenty five cent chocolate milk and frozen cheesecake on a stick, trying to find bathrooms that were not overflowing with fairgoers, and strolling through the two buildings full of vendors hawking everything from steam powered mops to ShamWows to Jesus.  (My favorite was The Right to Life booth, which was giving out plastic fetuses).  When she finally woke up, we visited the pigs and the petting zoo (with a real live giraffe!), let her learn the harsh truth about carnival games (which she didn’t – she wanted to take the rubber ducks rather than the prize), grabbed a quick dinner and headed out, some nine hours after we had arrived.

All in all, another magical day at the Great New York State Fair.  If you ever have the chance to attend, I heartily recommend it – and try the deep fried Milky Way.  It will change you.  Forever.

- MWF -

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  • http://LifeofaNewDad otter321

    Everybody should love the fair. I am ready to take our son to this years county fair. The bus driver getting mad at you is hilarious.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    I hope you have as good a time as we did – and don't let any shuttle
    drivers tell you what to do – if you want to ride in circles, just do
    it!

  • http://www.sugarmilkbook.com/ R_Mattocks

    I grew up in NW PA and our county fair was the biggest in the state. It was the climactic event signalling the end of summer, and you could wait to go because it was a chance to see all your friends again. I can still smell the fresh hay in the animal barns and the burnt popcorn wafting through the midway when September comes. Been trying to sync up our family visits home so I can take my kids there. They have no idea. Thanks for a post that takes me back.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    The NYS fair is the same way – you look forward to it all summer long, but once it's over so is summer…

  • RecycledDad

    The “fried sampler” and “you bring it, we'll fry it” — my stomach hurts just thinking about these things. But I'm glad you guys had fun.

    Trying to get an overtired child to fall asleep — that can be maddening. Sounds like you all handled it very well.

  • http://gunfighter1.typepad.com/ Gunfighter

    As it usually turns out, we are on vacation when our county has it's fair… maybe we'll have to take in the state fair (Virginia) next year. Maybe they'll have deep-fried grits.

    Glad you all had fun.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    We missed the fair entirely last year because we were on vacation too -
    thankfully with Labor Day so late this year we didn't have any conflicts and
    got to go. And to a damn Yankee like me, deep frying grits might actually
    make them palatable… :)

  • http://twitter.com/scooterodell Ben Martin

    We hit the Great New York State Fair, too. Ever notice how you can't just say “New York State Fair”? It has to be “The Great New York State Fair.” Effective marketing campaign, apparently.

    We got there shortly after open and lasted until about 5 PM. Four kids, ages 4 – 10, and four adults (my parents went, too). I think if you really want to do the Fair, you've got to go into training for a few weeks to build up to it. :-)

    My only complaint, though, is that I don't have enough stomachs (or money!) to eat all of the fair food that smells so good as you walk by.

  • http://www.pjmullen.com PJ Mullen

    Have you ever had a fried snickers bar? Those things ROCK! We had a fryolator day at my house in my pre-diabetic days. We fried pickles, chicken thighs, made sweet potato fries and, of course, fried oreos and snickers for dessert. I can feel my arteries hardening just thinking about it all. Ah, memories.

  • http://surprisedmom.blogspot.com/ SurprisedMom

    It's been years since I've been to a state fair. You made me want to jump into the car and go to one. I won't have to do the “let's try and get the baby to nap at the fair” dance, as my babies are 18 and 15. But I yearn to see the cattle's blase expression just once more.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    Very true – I don't think I've ever heard it referred to without the 'Great'
    now that I think about it… one of my buddies at work gets the two week
    pass just so he can partake in all the food… I doubt my stomach could
    withstand all the grease.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    Very true – I don't think I've ever heard it referred to without the 'Great'
    now that I think about it… one of my buddies at work gets the two week
    pass just so he can partake in all the food… I doubt my stomach could
    withstand all the grease.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    Very true – I don't think I've ever heard it referred to without the 'Great'
    now that I think about it… one of my buddies at work gets the two week
    pass just so he can partake in all the food… I doubt my stomach could
    withstand all the grease.

  • http://heirapparent.frantzylvania.com mwfrantz

    Very true – I don't think I've ever heard it referred to without the 'Great'
    now that I think about it… one of my buddies at work gets the two week
    pass just so he can partake in all the food… I doubt my stomach could
    withstand all the grease.