The place we frequent every year...at least two times...or three.
The place it's thrilling to get up close to a smelly 1 ton hog.
The place we wait in line for a baked potato...and a puff filled with cream...
The place my husband spent the night with my poppa, before he asked him to marry me :)
The place where we smile uncontrollably.
Where everything comes on a stick.