Ah, the Brookings Summer Arts Festival. I look forward to it each year, but not so much for the art as I do the festival/fair food. Which is absolutely horrible for you, but OH so good. This year, for the first time since I’ve been living in South Dakota, I finally bought myself a funnel cake.
The Gator booth. The bambino was also especially excited about it…This is the third year the guy has been here, and the third year my child has requested we get food from here. The guy had a new feature this year:
I was offered the fries, but yes, I was skeeved enough about them touching the frogs legs and alligator chunks that I passed (I know it’s babyish of me, but sometimes I have issues with food touching other foods).
We didn’t stick around too long–Mainly because it’s hot as Hades outside. And since we’re going back tomorrow, there wasn’t a mad rush for us to cram tons of food down our gullets before we left for the day. Tomorrow, I’ll get my sandwich from Hegerfeld, and possibly another shake from the Brookings Youth Mentoring (I think they were working in conjunction with the Midwest Dairy Association). There was a pretend cow waiting to be milked at their booth:
Now that I’m feeling somewhat human again, I think I’m going to finish up Mockingjay (finally) before I get started on the laundry!