At the Minnesota State Fair, there are three things that you
can guarantee:
- You will find something you want on a stick.
- You will try something that you think looks gross, and it will become your new favorite thing.
- You will go home fat.
With so many delicious options, you can’t resist eating a
little bit past your comfort zone. And if you’re like any other Minnesotan, you
eat so far past being comfortable that even the Sweet Martha’s cookies stop
looking appetizing. That being said, you usually come to that conclusion after
about the seventh cookie—if you’re lucky, the eighth. Actually, no one bothers
to count the number of cookies they eat, because if they did, no one would be
able to stomach how much fat they’re consuming. It’s disgusting. But it’s also delicious.
There’s a reason everyone’s walking around with bucketfuls of these things.
If your mouth isn’t watering from bringing up the Sweet
Martha’s—well, first of all, you’ve either never had them or something’s wrong
with you—then I should probably bring up the Fresh French Fries from that big
yellow buildings over by the Midway and near the International Bazaar. It’s best
to get these fries before you’ve eaten yourself sick, because this year was the
first time in a while that I did that, and I almost died.n (From how good they were.) The hot, salty potato
made me melt to the ground in satisfaction. Keep in mind, that we’re at the
State Fair, and while it’s the first day, the whole place is stinking filthy
already. But I couldn’t help it. That first one was the best I’ve ever had.
This all may seem dramatic for a fair, but if you’ve ever had one of these fries,
you understand that the all the hype about them is warranted.
I want to talk about all the people at the State Fair, but I’m
so sick from all the food I ate today that I will just leave you with one
image. Nanny McPhee.
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