Friday, August 6, 2010

it's a wisconsin thing.

Every year there are a few holidays we celebrate that force R and I to meet in the middle with our family traditions. For Christmas, his family opens their presents on Christmas morning while mine can't seem to wait and open ours on Christmas Eve. For Thanksgiving, his family has a huge get together around a traditional turkey dinner while my family prefers to lay low and eat take out. His family always bikes down to the lake to watch the fireworks on the 4th of July and it's just not Easter at my house if we haven't gone to a brunch. But there is one celebration, one event that both of our families have always done consistently the same way, with the same reverence and excitement, that it seems we were made to celebrate it together...

The Wisconsin State Fair.

Now maybe you're from somewhere where the State Fair is just not that big a deal. That's because you're not from Wisconsin. Our Fair is awesome. We take it pretty seriously. Our families have both been faithful Fair-goers since we were little kids.

Here's R and his brothers when they were little.

Here's us on the Sky Glider in high school.

Last year, with the famous State Fair cream puff.

We each have our must haves to make a true State Fair experience. For R, it's the pork sandwich dripping with barbecue sauce. For me, it's all the Herb Kohl 25 cent flavored milk I can drink. We never leave without some corn on the cob dipped in butter, maple cotton candy, fried food and beer, and long walk inside the inside the exhibition building with the live infomercials. And I always have to make a stop at the Discovery Barn, where I can ooh and ahh over the newborn chicks and piglets. And it just wouldn't be the Fair without a cream puff, of course.

And next week at this time, when we return to Milwaukee for some weddings, we will find ourselves at the Fair, ready to embark on the experience that helps make a Milwaukee summer just a little sweeter and our belts just a little bit tighter.

We'll let you know how it goes.

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