I fear that I must be getting jaded beyond belief. Nothing about the State Fair food is interesting even my prurient side this year. It's all elliciting a big yawn from me. We have a family tradition of each person being allowed one "stupid" food indulgence per year at the Fair and I can't even think of one that I'd like.
All I'm truly looking forward to is my cup of warm cider and bag of kettle corn from the vendors down by the grist mill.
I'm starting to wonder what's wrong with me. I can't be growing up. I don't wanna!