We said that we came back to the Triad to see the Goldbergs, but we really came back for the opening weekend of the Dixie Classic Fair.
Mama wants to trade me for Gracie. While I always refuse to pose for a picture, Gracie loves to have her picture taken.
Papa let me pick one ride and I chose the train. Mama was happy a chose a ride that remained earth bound. There were some very scary looking semi trainer rides.
Little did we know, it was like eating an apple dipped in a lollipop. We licked them for a while until mama bit through the hard candy shell so we could get to the apple. We each only made it through a quarter of the apple before we gave up.
Then mama made us go through the produce barn. They had contests for the best decorated gourds, pumpkins, apples, and potatoes.
Mama liked the "Best Matched" category where you tried to find two identical pieces of produce, but the rest of us were drawn to the giant muskmelons and pumpkins.
Why did we pay money to ride carny rides when all we needed was to play in this fountain for 20 minutes?
Once Gracie got it, Juner had to give it a try too, but she finally had to be taken away because she kept putting acorns in.
Before we left, papa picked up a deep fried snickers bad. It's like someone stuffed a pancake with a molten candy bar and put it on a stick. Pure heaven. We enjoyed some great sausages and chicken wraps. but mama was really upset when she saw what she really wanted- a barbecue sundae. Here's what it had- bottom layer of backed beans, second layer of cole slaw and the top layer was delicious Lexington style barbecue. Too bad we already ate. Then she was double disappointed when she saw the same booth sold deep fried butter. We're not sure how it worked, but loved the sign that said, "Set your heart a flutter, come try our deepr fried butter." Were they talking about how good it was, or the instant heart attack served on a stick? Next year, we promise.
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