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Corn Dogs at the Fair


Corn Dogs at the Fair

 
I am not a big fan of "midway foods". I find most of it overpriced and unhealthy. I would rather save my dollars and stop at a more reliable food establishment and have a "sit down" dinner after the Fair. I would still spend less money and also have better quality food than on the midway.
 
There is one exception to my rules about the "midway foods". Many years ago, my mother-in-law was the recipient of home delivery of dairy products in Old Louisville near the University of Louisville campus. There was a dairy called Eherler's Dairy who had a service that delivered milk to your home as well as bread and other dairy products. They did not even need to come in your home. My mother in law had an insulated box provided by the dairy and the "Milk Man"would leave what ever you requested in the box. My mother in law did not drive in those days. So this was a useful service. Her milk man was a kind gentleman by the name of Pat Ising. Pat was almost part of the family. When my mother in law spoke of "Pat", we knew immediately who she was speaking about. Eventually, that business ceased to exist.
 
Several years later, by chance, I saw a corndog booth in front of Freedom Hall during the fair. I thought the booth looked more upscale and "local" than other booths nearby. I purchased a corndog from this booth. In the course of purchase, I became aware of the owner being the same person as my mother-in-law's Milk Man. Pat Ising!
 
I do not think I ever met Pat at the fair. But I became acquainted with other family members who staffed the booth. That was many years ago. Year after year, I experience a certain craving as I go to the fair. Remarkably, the Ising booth (known affectionately as "Pat's") always seems to be located nearly in the same place in front of Freedom Hall.
 
You see I do not eat corndogs. I have not had a corndog to eat outside the State Fair in many years. I would not choose a corndog when I had the choice of other foods. I eat one corndog a year. It is always a corndog from "Pat's" and it is at the State Fair! I had my annual "fix" this past Sunday afternoon from "Pat's". The young lady heard my brief testimony about my annual corndog. We ended our brief exchange with her telling me she would seem me next year for my corndog fix!
 
An addendum to my story. My daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren were at the fair separate from me. I learned that evening that they too had stopped at "Pat's' and ordered a corndog for each of them. It seems that our family tradition has advanced two generations!(children and grandchildren). "Pat's" has been at the State Fair this year for the fiftieth year. Here's hoping that the Pat's corndog tradition will continue for many years to come! At least I know a couple grandchildren who are hoping they will.