Sunset on the Midway
It was any evening of mysteries tonight.
I met my friend Trish at the Go Train entrance around 6:30. We headed straight into the Food Building to see what we wanted for dinner. There is something about the layout of that place that gets me completely confused. It turns out I am always at the opposite end to the building that I think I am. We did a complete sweep of the place and decided on pulled pork on a bun. It was delicious. We were hankering for something sweet. An evil thought came to me: “Would you like to try the chocolate covered bacon?” Now, I was just kidding. I took Trish over to the booth to show her it was real. That was a mistake. Never one to shy from a challenge, Trish promptly ordered it, extra crispy, please.
The plate arrived and we immediately regretted our hasty decision.
In for a penny, in for a pound. We ate it. It had an interesting combination of flavours. Good idea, bad execution. It might have been better if the chocolate and the bacon were both of a higher quality. I will give them kudos for the publicity they got.
We watched folks try out the FLOWRIDER for a while then wandered up the midway to try and walk off our dessert. There was a gorgeous sunset that really set off the lights of the midway.
I ran into the Toronto Photography Meet Up Group on the midway. This group of photographers go to the Ex every year. There were a group of about a dozen or so, all with cameras and tripods, photographing the rides after dark. I went with them one year and had a lot of fun.
Speaking of photographers, I kept noticing this couple around the Ex. It looks like they had brought their own photographer and were posing at various games and rides. I ran into them all over the park. Both were rather over dressed for the Ex. I am not sure what that was all about.
We wandered through the Arts and Craft building were Trish picked up some cat mats. Then it was straight through to the Farm. We took a look at the bee exhibit where Trish noticed that one of the bees was wearing the number 99. The exhibitor explained that was the queen bee. We promptly named her Queen Gretzbee.
We checked out the pigs and found one day old piglets, born at the CNE. There was something else new. The horse section had signs warning people that fingers look like carrots and to keep hands out of the enclosures. The signs weren’t there a couple of days ago. I can only imagine what happened.
With the bacon weighing heavily on our stomachs, we decided to call it a night and head our separate ways to ponder the mysteries of the evening:
Why were the new warning signs up?
Who was the mysterious couple?
Why did we eat the chocolate covered bacon?