county fair

I went back to Minnesota, and one of the fellows in town had a booth in the county fair.

“Guy Fieri served me my first pork slider w/cole slaw ever, from a trailer booth at our county fair,” posted a second.

Only thirty-eight of these passers-by had the type of face one would find at a county fair in the West or South.

In my younger days, when I went to the county fair every fall, I used to meet a great many horses.

The next day there was a county fair, and perhaps Mr. Henry would speak again.

But here comes Bob, all excited over a county fair, where all they have to eat is frankfurters, popcorn and ice cream cones.

Well, if youre so smart, did you ever hear of a county fair in July, before the crops are in?