THIS IS NOT SPAM

This is not spam.

This is just a regular ordinary blog post about ketchup and mustard chapstick.

And sculptures made of butter. (You can butter-fy yourself here. It’s you. Only butter.)

And jungle dancers.

And giant pumpkins.

And it would have also been about sweet, baby pigs but we didn’t get to see those this year because we ran out of time…

Oh well. At least R-girl got her Sweet Martha’s Cookies.

(If you think she’s looking pretty cute, you’re not alone. So did the boy who spent five full minutes assembling that crazy full funnel of cookies for her.)

And, then, at last…

After an entire year of mouth-watering anticipation,
R-boy and I got our bucket of
FRESH FRENCH FRIES
sprinkled with the perfect mix of
malt vinegar and salt.

There.
As you can see, this clearly is
not spam.

It’s just a few memories from one of my favorite days of the year—our trip to the State Fair!!

This, however…

is most definitely,
SPAM.

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