1. Fair days were the best.
Those glorious days when your homeroom teacher would take out that stack of rubber banded State Fair of Texas tickets and hand them out to your class. It was a day off from school where you and your friends could eat all the gourmet fried things (fried Coca-Cola, fried butter, fried childhood) then feel like you might barf them up after a spin on the “Ring of Fire.” All under Big Tex’s watchful gaze.
Of course I’m talking about the Big Tex pre “Flaming Tex” disaster of 2012. (FACT: Big Tex burned on the day before my wedding, after my wedding party and I spent a night at the fair. I was honored to be one of the last to hear the big guy drawl “Howdyyyyyy Fooooolks!”)
And you couldn’t leave the fair without eating a Fletcher’s Corny Dog or a turn with your crush or BFF on the Texas Star Ferris Wheel. You might have spent much of the ‘90s being “too cool” for pretty much everything, but the State Fair of Texas was a chance to act like a kid again.