Wisconsin State Fair Live Blog #2

Day 4 of the fair brings us upon our 2nd trip. Absence does make the heart grow fonder – even if it had been only a couple days. I’ve got a fresh short haircut (ready to more quickly release the milk sweats) and I’m ready to get going.

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Wisconsin State Fair Day 1 Round Up

Day 1 is always great. The fair feels like a home away from home – a crowded home mostly full of people I don’t want to talk to with – but home nonetheless. The sights, sounds, smells, and tastes – they’re a feast for the senses. And feast I did! My fingers are about all that moves at this point as I’m in full on food coma. I just took down a still fresh cream puff to complete the full fair experience (it wouldn’t be right not to).

Here’s today’s food reviews:

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First stop, the Milk House. The above picture shows the 4 milk hold finger configuration – maximum milkage per trip through the line. It could also be my gang sign if I ever start one. Initiation will probably include main lining some white milk. Then we’ll hit the corners in them low lows girl – holding milks high of course. (BTW, get the rad shirt I’m sportin’ here: http://etsy.me/1s9tzO5 )

Big news at the Milk House is that there are 2 new flavors this year, Fruit Hoops and Birthday Cake. Worth trying. I tell the milk the same thing I would tell multiple offspring – I love you all the same.

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Beckett made me proud today – downing 2 full milks in the first stop (and 1 later on) and then feeling the full effects and fake “water falling” out the side of the stroller. Atta boy.

Deep Fried Maple Bacon Cookie Dough
CookieDoughI’m not sure how I felt about this. The bacon wasn’t crispy enough and maple flavored cookie dough isn’t as good as the chocolate chip standard bearer. I finished it all – I have a problem – but it was just “ok”.

Here we have the Mac & Cheese Pizza Cone
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Another disappointment. Nothing wrong with it really, lots and lots of cheese, bacon bits throughout but it just didn’t click quite right.

Sprecher Grape Soda Sorbet
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Beckett let me try his sorbet – it was great. We try to feed him a deep fried cheese curd while he ate it.

Machine Shed’s Bacon Wrapped Cheddar Melts
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Yep. Worked on all counts. Optional drizzled BBQ sauce is a nice touch. You should try these.

And then some other random fair fun:

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I swear I saw a goat crying once when I ran out of that food they eat out of the quarter machines at the petting zoo.

IMG_9632Cream Puff guy is kinda creepy. His real name is Cravin’ D. Cream Puff. Beckett loved him.

 

Summerfest ’14 Observations

What more can be said about the world’s largest music festival that hasn’t already been said? Probably nothing worthwhile, but here’s my two cents anyway.

If you’re going to eat at Summerfest, eat a Saz’s Sampler. Mozzarella sticks, cheese curds, and chive fries – a pile of fried golden goodness for you and a friend to share. Obviously Tara and I get our own so we don’t have to share.

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Whilst filling your face and trying not to drip marinara on your shorts (mission impossible) take a moment to do some people watching. This years focus group? Old guys. This demographic – not generally known for their fashion sense – doesn’t fail to live up to that standard at Summerfest but gets an A for effort. Some go with the beach vacation souvenir shirt that proves they know how to party (woman in bikini on it a plus for the creepster level boost). Then you’ve got the dress loafers with no socks and a nice pair of khaki shorts guy – fine I guess – if you like your feet sweating and smelling like balls.SocklessLoafersUp top it’s usually a button down floral print shirt that says, “I let loose, but not too much because I’m a business man.” The pièce de résistance of any man over 50’s wardrobe is the “Old Guys Rule” t shirt – there is nothing I can say about those beyond stating the fact that not only do they exist but they are oddly popular. (Peruse the large selection here.) I count the years until I can wear one and embarrass the crap out of my family.

Other random observations include, David Gruber walking past with a bright red shirt and bright white sport coat. Way to fight that scumbag lawyer image with a classy wardrobe Dave. He also accessorized with a bodyguard two steps behind him. I suppose he needs it…I mean, I kinda wanted to punch him in the face.

There was this guy (duplicated many times around the grounds).

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Dude, your haircut is the mullet of our generation. If everyone isn’t openly mocking you now, they will be in 20 years. Have fun with that.

Certain members of the fairer sex, not to be outdone by the above look, opts for the half shaved head. (A popular choice amongst hipsters and their offshoot groups). This is quite possibly the worst thing ever. I refuse to share imagery.

Proving that I may actually already be an old guy myself, I had never heard any Five Finger Death Punch prior to spending some time in line for a drink near their stage. My take? To quote Dennis Green, “they are who we thought they were”. Favorite quote from the stage was, “Anyone see Lady Gaga last night?” (Mostly silence with a smattering of boos.) “Well, I call her Lady Goo Goo.” I didn’t get it but was extremely disappointed in the lacklusterness of the insult considering the stream of obscenities that had been previously used to pump up the crowd.

And that’s it. Oh yeah, we saw some good music too but that’s not why you’re here.

When in Rome

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Tara’s away this weekend so Beckett and I made the logical choice and took our sausage fest over to the nearby Sausage Fest at CafeCentraal. I limited myself to 6 sausage samples – painfully difficult given the all-you-can-eat wrist band staring up at me. Got a shirt too! Good stuff.

Chicken or the Egg

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The dreaded smiley face of sweat. One of the reasons I hate this kind of heat. It actually was a smiley face until it started crying because it was so hot. Problem is, I’m trying to build a pergola to provide some shade but there’s no flippin’ shade for me to build the pergola in (ergo chicken or egg) – so my body is weeping. Anyway, if/when the pergola is completed I’ll have a D.I.Guy post to show how you too can build your very own pergola – sweaty shirt optional.