Dixie Classic Fair

For the people of Winston Salem the Dixie Classic Fair is as much a tradition as Christmas, but for the transplants from Idaho it is quite a dreaded experience. The best way to describe it (for those who know and understand) is to imagine the Eastern Idaho State Fair in Blackfoot, remember the smoke and food and dirt and crazy people, now imagine that and multiply it by 100 and that would be the Dixie Classic Fair. Scott was here visiting a couple of years ago and so we went during the day when it was a little less crazy (probably more like the Blackfoot Fair times 50) and I will never forget being in line for the carousel behind an 8 month pregnant woman pushing a two year old in a stroller, smoking a cigarette. I couldn't believe it. I know I live in cigarette country, but come on. Well after that experience I really had no desire to go back, and luckily we somehow managed to miss it last year, but the girls are now old enough that they realize that everyone in their class is going and they really, really, really wanted to go. Jaynie's girl scout troop also set up a booth and took first place so we had to go see that. Of course we caved and of course we had a great time. It was still loud and dirty and smokey, but just watching the girls faces light up at every turn was well worth it. Plus we got to watch a demolition derby and eat food that you can only eat at the fair. Things like candy covered apples (Lillie's treat of choice), cotton candy (Eliza's treat of choice), an elephant ear (Jaynie's treat of choice) and an ice cream cone for Addie only because she was screaming that she didn't have the candy covered apple. By the way I don't remember this at the Blackfoot fair, but did you know you can deep fry just about anything. They deep fry oreos, twinkies, candybars, all of this I have tried thanks to Mitch, but this year they introduced deep fried butter. They actually put a cube of butter on a stick cover it in batter and fry it. I know unbelievable right well I took a picture of the sign so that I would have proof and I actually talked to a woman at a weight watchers meeting of all places that ate it. The entire thing she said, except for the little piece of butter at the end of the stick that didn't get batter on it. Well at least she didn't eat that part right? I am pretty sure that is a heart attack waiting to happen.

Yes I live in the South!!!!

The animals were probably our favorite part of the whole fair. We saw horses that were a foot taller than me at their back. We also thought the 1200 pound pumpkin was pretty cool.

Jaynie wasn't tall enough for the bumper cars when we went two years ago so she was very excited to ride the bumper cars this year.

This is Jaynie's Brownie Booth that took first place.