Ah… the annual tribute to my pioneer heritage … snow cones, kettle corn and breakfast tacos! Now I don’t actually have any pioneer heritage, unless you count my Delta flight from Halifax to Salt Lake City, but the kids still like to go ride the ponies. (Actually, I like to take pictures of them riding ponies, they couldn’t care less; all they want is coton candy!) This year we got there first thing and we only stayed an hour thereby avoiding the insane heat that was last year’s experience. Perhaps I would have more fondness for this event if I was from Utah … or if they held it in November, but as things go it’s not a bad way to spend an hour on a Saturday.