Nothing can really prepare you for the Minnesota State Fair if you’ve never been to it.
It’s not like just any state fair. There is crazy shit everywhere and I’m not even talking about the random people. There was so much to look at that I barely noticed the people. It might be the “Great Minnesota Get-Together,” but I was too busy being in awe of the stuff that I’d heard tales of over the past few months.
Seriously, I think I’ll just post a ton of photos, kind of like a vacation video:
The butter sculptures were fascinating, much like everything else at the fair. I thought there was just one, but as you can see from the above photo, there is a mini rotunda of them. In fact, you can watch one poor soul getting her image created while she sits for 8 hours in the 40 degree box. Of course, that might not be too bad when it’s 95 degrees outside with a heat index of 105.
The Dairy Building had all things dairy and meat in it. And yes, that’s a picture of me as a turkey.
There was a building dedicated to the pioneers of Minnesota, some of whom were my ancestors. They had a full bedroom and living room set up. It was a little eerie, but educational at the same time.
Speaking of education, we had to stop at the University of Minnesota building and ensconce ourselves in all things Golden Gopher. If you didn’t want to buy a shirt, you could learn about rockets or medieval studies from the kids as well as checking out all of the trophies won by their various sports teams.
The Creative Arts building gave us a look into the baked goods of tomorrow. Well, they looked like they’d been baked yesterday and were well past their prime, but I was still in awe of all that cake and jam.
Oh, did I mention the mini-donuts? Yum! The scent of deep fried dough hangs heavily around the fairgrounds, luring you in like a siren. Also, I had been hearing people talk about cronuts. Apparently, they are croissants cooked like donuts. I found something similar at the State Fair:
Personally, I prefer cake donuts, specifically the old fashioned ones, so the hype is lost on me.
What is not lost on me is the beer! For $8 you get to taste four beers. I kept seeing people with these little boxes of cups and finally figured out they were drinking flights of beer. Somewhere I saw a sign that said “Land of 10,000 Beers” that sounds way more fun than lakes.
Seriously, the food stands were center stage for me. I don’t know what Spam curds are and I wasn’t about to find out. The ball of brie dipped in wine batter, shoved on a stick and fried was pretty good. The weirdest stick food was the spaghetti & meatballs and ostrich. Of course, there had to be a salted nut roll. I mean they are made here in Saint Paul.
We did see some non-food stuff like the Lego Road Trip exhibit which was pretty much children let loose on Legos. They had some interesting models like the guy who stepped in gum.
And Paul wanted to see the John Deere exhibit. He tried to get in that big tractor, but luckily, it was locked.
I don’t remember where the American Gothic picture was taken, but I think it had to do with farmers or something. Either way, the hole was too big and the image was out of scale, but it didn’t deter me from sticking my head in there.
A tradition is to go to Sweet Martha’s for a giant pail of mini chocolate chip cookies. We went there last because they pile that sucker up pretty high with those tasty treats and we didn’t feel like carrying them around the fairgrounds.