There are two kinds of people in Minnesota: State Fair and Renaissance Festival people. We are in the Renaissance group. The State fair group is about three times bigger, which makes us “special,” in a special way. The last time I remember going to the State Fair is when our kids were in strollers. Their kids have outgrown their strollers now, to give you an idea how long it’s been.
We’ve been to the Festival every year since 1980, usually on Labor Day weekend, including this year. If you’ve never been there, it’s a conglomeration of about 250 vendors selling various art items, pottery, leather, swords, toys, clothing, and much more, many with a loose renaissance twist. There are dozens of stages with performers, musicians wandering the grounds, full armor jousting … and food. It feels like a couple hundred food and drink vendors, too. I love the soup, popovers, nut rolls; Judy favors chocolate covered strawberries and various chicken dishes; there’s much more, including my addictions, beer and coffee. Continue reading