The California State Fair is only minutes from our home, so we try not to miss it. We start by buying a ticket package from our local COSTCO, which covers parking, two admission tickets and a $10 voucher towards food and drink. By planning in advance, we won’t have to stand in line. Since our national economy is still unstable, why would we want to waste money by forgetting to use our goodies? By purchasing this package in advance, we have made a commitment to attend the fair at least once during its annual run.
When it comes to the attending the fair, we don’t decide what to do until we get there. We’ve been going to the California State Fair for years. In fact, in the 60s, I went to the fair when its location was on Broadway. I know. I’m dating myself, but why should I care? I don’t have any problems when it comes to aging gracefully.
Usually, Mister Jack goes to the California Lottery exhibit for the Scratchers. Mister Jack is not a hardcore gambler, so I patiently wait while he stands in line to buy the tickets, scratch off the tickets to reveal the numbers and cash in his winning tickets. This exhibit always has a crowd because if you buy enough tickets, you get to spin the wheel to “win” more Scratchers. Am I confusing you? Good! So I pick a place to sit, zone out, watch people for entertainment, and work on my tan while he goes through this California Lottery ritual. When the money is tight, the lines for the lottery tickets and the Scratchers are very long. This year, I got smart and brought sunscreen and bottled water. Luckily, we didn’t attend the fair during the fire or the time it hit the triple digits. The show must go on, but not for us. We would have been miserable in those situations.
We decided on getting a noodle and rice plate with an egg roll on a stick. See the sweet and sour sauce on the egg roll? Of course, you don’t. It happens to be a clear sauce. If you can believe that. As long as I can order a corn dog at the California State Fair, everything is all right with me. We had corn dogs for dinner. If you really want to know, I wanted the funnel cake. I wanted it stacked with ooey, gooey strawberry filling. Topped with about six inches of whipped cream.
My biggest fantasy would be getting to any state fair in the U.S. and plopping my butt down on some deserted table with every sample of grease or sugary dish that was available for human consumption. Who needs to look at exhibits? Who needs the rides? Why would I want to go to a live concert by some famous singer or group or when I can sit down and listen to their music in my home or in my car? Let’s get real. There’s nothing like being fat and happy in California.
And yet another thing! Me and Mister Jack have kids–the furry kind that don’t talk back or get into your retirement money by way of extras like braces, college, weddings, grandchildren, etc. This sign is a myth. If you buy the “wisdom” on this blue ribbon, I have a sinking house in the swamps of Crescent City, California that I can sell you. I know a spoiled, entitled brat when I see one because it takes one to know one.
We don’t like rides. We don’t win stuffed toys. But we love, love, love the animals. Check out the pink hooves on the pony.
The only best behaved kids are the furry ones. We don’t believe in bringing our dogs out in this heat. Or any public place where people are eating, drinking or purchasing food.
The Brewer’s Festival featured award-winning beers from the California State Fair Commercial Craft Brew competition. Since it was held near the racetrack, participants were able to view the horse racing while sipping samples of micro-brew from a 5-ounce souvenir mug. Award-winning Track 7 Brewing is a local favorite–as well as a favorite with the judges. I sat in the shade with my complimentary Coke. And got eaten up by bugs.
We made our usual rounds at the urban gardening exhibit because we are always looking for ideas when it comes to our 1/4 acre of suburbia. I also make sure we hit the building displaying the county exhibits. If a California county has travel brochures and publications, I’ll pick them up for my research. I love to travel. Although we are both native Californians, we will never know everything about our beautiful state. But who says we can’t try? Travel is the best way to see the world.
What??? You’ve never been to California? Come on down because we’d love to have you! I was born in Sacramento and raised in the Sacramento River Delta. Let this farm girl give you two links to get you started: