horses with hooves the size of garbage can lids? fancy kilts?? free samples of fake meats??? horse glitter???? sculptures carved from butter???????????
of all the extravaganzas hosted by the cne, the winter fair is by far the most premium!
the epitome of canadian small town farm decadence, the place is ripe with $1000 irish riding coats and smacks of manure, yet also boasts such spectacles as "best wheat sheaf" AND live animals being shaved as sport!!!!!
my mom and i have a tradition of attending this fair since the days of the 80s. in fact, it was not unusual for my mom to cleverly conjure an orthodontist appointment with accompanying fake-looking note in order for us to attend and bypass all the insanity. by insanity, i of course refer to the weak-calved tweens in jodhpurs and their entourages of purse-clutching, big haired moms.
generally a trip to the fair includes horse petting, fried potato indulging, impulse buying and the occasional pang of guilt when passing all the beef cows :( however still far outweighs the home and/or garden show at the same convention center.
for example: while working the home show as a world's biggest bookstore employee i was yelled at by a co-worker for procuring freebees (WHAAA!?!?!?!?!?), flirted with shamelessly by the shammy dudes (what the f is shamwow anyway? another amazing canadian infomercial i am missing out on??) in the booth across the street and DENIED not one but two superdogs viewings!!!
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