Last weekend, on the other side of the Old Bethpage Village Restoration, we worked our booth at the 182nd Long Island Fair. And that’s no a typo—the fair really is 182 years old! Kinda makes our 17 years of participation seem like chump change. Nevertheless, we’ve been at it long enough to appreciate three days of perfect weather. Rain seldom breaks our stride in the fields—we simply don our boots and reorder the to-do list. Handweeding instead of hoeing, harvesting instead of planting, etc. If it’s really pouring, we trim onions and garlic in the Tin House. But there’s no pivoting at the fair. Our only task is to set up the tent and engage with crowd. When it rains, the crowd stays home, the garlic gets wet, and the farmers get cranky. When it’s sunny, everyone has a good time. Read more...