Now, I'm not a big fan of the State Fair. I'm more of a Marion County Fair kinda lady. The reason being the thug and riffraff ratio. The Marion County Fair is located in a quiet, farmland setting versus the Indiana State Fair's downtown, congested, urban setting. I'm not scared by no means, I just don't like stupid and will avoid it at all costs. Plain and simple in my experience, there is more stupid at the Indiana State Fair than the Marion County Fair.
But the food is my weakness.
We didn't eat before we went because the plan is to go from booth to booth filling up on the wonderful, unhealthy junk that you can always find at a fair. Elephant ears are my weakness. I love them. But standing in line at the first place we saw that offered them, I noticed something a little alarming. Instead of brushing on that wonderful, melted butter before adding the cinnamon sugar, they were taking a squirt bottle of some whiteish colored goo and putting it on them before the cinnamon sugar. No butter. Just the white goo.
An alarm went off inside my brain. WTF is THAT white goo? What the hell happened to just plain ol' butter? And why the HELL would ANYONE change a carnival staple like an elephant ear? Are these people smoking crack behind their food booths?
The next mission was strawberry shortcake. I had the BEST strawberry shortcake ever there a couple of years ago. It was actually on a biscuit. The strawberries were dripping in their sugar syrup bath (not that fake ass strawberry gel goo that you get at Kroger or your local pancake house) and it was topped with REAL whipped cream. Not the crap out of a can or that fake ass Cool Whip (I do like Cool Whip but it's nice to have the real thing too!). We located the building and after the elephant ear incident, I described the strawberry shortcake I had a few years ago to make sure I was in the right place. The guy told me they don't do the whipped cream anymore, now they are topped with soft serve ice cream but the rest is still the same. It isn't homemade ice cream either. It's out of a bag and put through the machine. *sigh*
We walked around. And ate some more. It was a fun evening! But next year, I think we'll stick to the Marion County Fair. Hopefully everything will be just like I remember. After all, we are really only there for the food.
PS: You can't go to the fair without playing at least one game (I need to teach Sweets how to use my phone too!)...