It’s Here. It’s Time.

The most wonderful time of year is upon us again: Derby time.

The festivities have begun.  Hot air balloons have been flying.  Corn-dogs have been coated in mustard.  Funnel cakes have been dusted with sugar.  Beer has been flowing from taps.  People have put on their sassy shoes to party.  The horses have started their racing.

Yes… the most wonderful time of year indeed.

I love it.  I just love Louisville this time of year.  With a Derby pin in my possession, it’s game on.  I took Friday’s lunch with some lady friends from the office.  The table was covered with ribbon fries, corn-dogs, funnel cake and a lamb gyro the size of my head.  (I ate the whole thing too.)  The sun was shining, the music was playing, the fryers were frying – it was a perfect lunch.  Minus the food coma I settled into at 3pm and the four inches of sunburn I got on my arm.  But overall, the afternoon gets an A.

Derby preparations carried over into Saturday night with opening night races at Churchill Downs with a slew of ladies.  I hadn’t been to a night race yet so I was excited about this.  Until I got inside and saw how many people were there.  And how many of the ladies had skirts creeping up their backsides.  And how many people were spilling liquid gold as they stumbled around.  And how many people were blowing smoking into the air.  And how many people brought their children into this den of sin.

It. Was. Nuts. Crazy. Insane.  I don’t think I’m going back to another night race.  I don’t do crowds well.

With ladies night behind me, I look forward to more Chow Wagon adventures and to the Annual Derby Party ala Alan.  And with his new bride, Martha, taking the reigns with planning, it should be a fantastic party.  I have all week to figure out what I want to wear, what food I’m going to take and to find my plastic jockey helmets.  Come on Saturday – get here as fast you can!

Now all we have to do is make this rain go away and we can party in peace.

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May 2, 2011 - 9:17 am

Shelly B - Chow Wagon, mmmmmm. :)

May 2, 2011 - 9:20 am

Wendi @ Bon Appetit Hon - I believe there is a visit to Churchill Downs in my Louisville agenda. Went and bought a pretty little frock just for the occasion.

May 2, 2011 - 10:08 am

elizabeth - Send the rain my way, and then have a spectacular time!! I would love to attend the Derby sometime in my lifetime. If I ever do, I’m calling you for all the details!
Can’t wait to hear more about it in your future posts,
E.

May 2, 2011 - 11:34 am

Melanie - I am sooo, with you! Come on Saturday :) Can’t wait to see everyone….and of course Go Baby Go!!

May 2, 2011 - 2:32 pm

J. Smith - I went to my first night race too. And I was horrified, until we got upstairs to our box. I’ve found in my short life that really with only a paltry amount of money more you can usually avoid the riff raff. Not having to look at butt cheeks was worth the extra $20. AND since I hit 3 ATBs in a row I still managed to come out of there breaking even. and that included our drinks, our admission, our babysitter, and all the not so fabulous bets. Our friend that was with us (celebrating his birthday) tapped me on the shoulder during the home stretch of race 5 and said “Look around, FEEL the air, nowhere else in the world will you be able to feel this. THIS is the moment I live for, even if I haven’t placed a bet.” And it was true. For that split second time stood still and it was feathers bobbing in ladies’ hair and tickets in the air and screams of excitement. Just electric. I love this city.

May 2, 2011 - 3:45 pm

Brooke - Jackie, If, and I mean if, I go back at night, I would be willing to spring for something away from the gen-admin seats. Getting up to place a bet was out of the question once I found my chair. I’m never opposed to a day at the Downs but I felt like I had walked into a frat house party that had gone bad.

May 3, 2011 - 11:18 am

Todd - I’m more of a Keeneland kind of guy. Still, any excuse for Derby-Pie!

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