I have been trying to get to the San Diego County fair (the fair formerly known as the Del Mar fair, as Prince would say) since I’ve lived in California, 10 years and counting. And for all of these fabulous years I have listened to friends brag about how much fun it is, how big it is, how many rides there are, all the food you can gorge yourself on, the great bands that show up every night, and on and on and on….. Well this year I finally had the opportunity to indulge and spend the afternoon down in Del Mar soaking up the June gloom in July and feeling ready to eat myself sick on junk food. Woohoo! I never do this, ne’er a chip or candy bar touches these lips (well that might be an exaggeration, but almost never anyway) so I was excited to see what was in store for my stomach.
I had been reading for weeks about all the exotic foods that I would find at the fair….delicasies to say the very least. Hundreds of food booths to drool over, thousands of perfectly poised food pictures to look at, millions of choices to daydream about. What should I do, how will I pick, where do I turn? The pressure was too much, I was ready to buckle, back out completely….choose nothing, but how could I, I had to be strong!
This was my opportunity to try something totally out of the ordinary. Would I choose some of the standard fair choices like funnel cakes, or churros or would I feel more exotic? Should it be a deep fried twinkie? Or maybe a deep fried oreo? Maybe I would really step out and try a deep fried s’more (as if the grease wasn’t enough, I could load up on sugar at the same time)
And this was just the sweet stuff, not even including the 2 pound burger (yes, that would be 4 patties of beef on one bun), the Fred Flinstone ribs, or the foot long corn dogs (again, yes, an actual food product). Everywhere around me people were carrying huge plates of unrecognizable food products. Feeding with their hands, licking their fingers, gulping down sodas, a feeding frenzy if you will! I too wanted to take part in the fun, I was ready to dive in!!
As it turns out, I couldn’t quite do it. It seems I am quite the chicken when it comes to trying the exotic delicasies of the fair and in the end I settled for a simple Monster Philly Cheesesteak, complete with liquid cheese and a funnel cake, not even any topping, only powdered sugar.
My stomach was still pissed off at me even though I didn’t stray too far on the dark side, but in the end I was glad to just watch others partake in the really crazy stuff.
And I felt better knowing I wouldn’t have to worry about throwing up on any of the rides:)
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Very funny Darcy, but where is your sense of adventure? All talk and no action! lol!! I would have tried the Fred Flintstone ribs at least. Not much harm in that!!
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