glut⋅ton⋅y [gluht-n-ee] –noun excessive eating and drinking.

Round these parts, and possibly other parts, too, it is commonly known that we get a little giddy about fried foods… browned, frizzled, pan-fried, sauteed, stir-fried, deep-fried… greasy, breaded, high-calorie fried foods. We live in Orange County. It’s July. Obviously, it was time to enter the nearly-sinful, gluttonous extravaganza known as the OC Super Fair.

What, for some, must be a nice summer afternoon out with their family: petting goats, buying jams, and riding the ferris wheel… for us, is just a three-hour tour: of kabobs, corn dogs, potato chips, sweet corn, fried white castle burgers, friend zuchini, fried onions, fried oreos, chocolate covered bacon (that’s right), crepes, churros, and anything else with a short line and a blindingly-high price tag. Of course, if you’ve ever been to the fair with Caesar, you also know that no fair is complete without games. Now, most people get excited when they get a deal by purchasing more attempts (i.e. $5=1 ball but $10=3 balls)… not Caesar. I think he gets a small adrenaline rush off of negotiating every game with the poor sixteen-year-old “amusement administrator”. Needless to say, he has some serious negotiating skills because we always get a better deal.

After a short stop to say, “hi” to JP for the “un-preferred” Preferred Parking ($5 extra got us a spot that was 12 feet closer then regular parking)… just kidding JP, we headed home to sulk in over-stuffed happiness. Here are a few highlight shots: