This weekend I went to our County Fair.  It was my first time going since I moved here from Baltimore almost four years ago.  I’ve always liked carnival rides more than large-scale parks and rollercoasters.  So a night on the Himalaya and the Tilt-a-Whirl was ideal.  A County Fair is a great size, too: enough people to keep things exciting, but not so many it’s hard to jostle for elbow space.  You wait on line, but never quite mind it.

And of course, because it’s Maryland, the County Fair comes with a booth for crab cakes.  Along with a local farm stand selling fresh, county-grown peaches, right by the exit.  So that most of us left swinging plastic bags of peaches as we wound our way to our cars across the dark field.