Eastside Road, July 29, 2014—
TO THE COUNTY FAIR today: I always look forward to it, and am always disappointed. There are still a few fresh-faced young 4-H and FFA kids showing their improbably beautiful cattle, sheep, goats, pigs, even chickens; and there are still a few shop-class assignments — wooden toolboxes, welding projects, exercises in canning and jam-making. I still enjoy the hucksters and the barkers. But the dross-to-authenticity ratio worsens every year, and I don't know if I'll go back.What to eat? Lindsey decided early on she'd go to the Lagunitas Brewery "gastropub," where a charming German-born guest worker recommended the barbecued pork slider with its spicy fries and, barely seen top center, little plastic tub of cole slaw. It was okay. Later tonight, leftover potato salad, half a hamburger, raw carrots, and blackberries for dessert. Man muss essen.
Lagunitas "Pils"
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So it's come to sliders???
when I was growing up in Napa in the 1950's, we went to the local County Fair every year.
A rodeo, a flower show, a 4H stock show, a carnival (with the "pin-head" lady from Chile and those weird silver painted bottles that wouldn't fall no matter how hard you hit them with the lopsided softballs).
As a member of the Napa Valley Rock and Gem club, I showed my minerals and shells and crystals in a small gem display box.
I can't remember the other things I saw. For the boys, it was mostly the carnival.
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