So last night I made my annual trip the Ohio State Fair with my two besties Mia Schell and ihatemichigan. Believe it or not....before I moved to Columbus I had never been to a fair. City, county, state or otherwise. Growing up in the burbs of Nebraska I thought I was pretty hot sh*t and we were too cool for the fair. Only the farm geeks went. Well the summer before my senior year at Ohio State, I stayed in Cbus to take some classes. When August rolled around, my friends thought it was about time to pop my fair cherry. I was mesmerized by the whole thing. It's one big people watching extravaganza...and we all know how much I love to people watch. Other than that, let's be honest....people go to the fair for the food. Sure you look at the animals and the other exhibits...maybe risk your life on one of the carnie rides....but that's really just to kill time before it's acceptable to eat again.
My general rule when I go is this....if it's not fried or served on a stick, it's not real fair food and therefore cannot be eaten while at the fair. In the many years I've been going we've tried it all. Fried Twinkies, oreos, candy bars, buckeyes, cookie dough, smores...the list goes on and on. And of course, the fair staple and my personal favorite...corn dogs. I even saw deep fried garlic mashed potatoes on a stick. Wow. Now that's one even I wouldn't try....gross. Yesterday I branched off from my rule and tried a Stromboli. Oh man was it delicious...it wasn't fried, there was no stick involved, and as far as I know...no fair gods died. So it was a rule worth breaking, right??. Yeah....until about 3AM when I woke up with the worst heartburn ever. I'm only 28....is that even possible?? Ugh. Apparently so. Guess I should have stopped at the corn dog....or that fried cookie dough. Lesson learned!