Between the smell, the heat, and the mullets, some people aren’t County Fair people, and I can totally understand them.  The Kentucky State Fair was my first fair because the Ohio State Fair is held in Columbus, and no one I ever knew in Cleveland cared enough to make the two-hour drive, me included.

Tis the season to bring home food I would never purposely buy, and figure out what to do with it. Our farm share with Misty Meadows Farm (http://www.mistymeadowsfarm.vpweb.com/) has started up again. This means that instead of planning menus and then grocery shopping in search of ingredients every week, my husband and I plan recipes around what we receive in our share that week.