Have you been to Churchill Down in Louisville, Kentucky? It was my first time at the Kentucky Derby Saturday and there were 164K of us, which set a new track record. The food on the ground was what you'd expect from a festival or fair--fast and deep fried: burgers, fries, cheesesteaks, corndogs, hotdogs, kettle corn, cheesecake-on-a-stick.
Nothing extraordinary, and thus, rather disappointing. No bourbon balls. But, I suspect that if you were in a box, the food might be better. Appearing on the red carpet were Martha Sterwart, Bobby Flay, and Guy Fieri.
The drinks were mint juleps, lemonade, sodas, beer, and some type of red Bacardi cocktail, perhaps a rum bunch. I didn't imbibe and mint juleps are not my thing. I had a lemonade, but didn't drink much at all. The lines to the ladies rooms were very long. I didn't want to wait, nor did I want to use the public restrooms. The weather was low in the sixties and it rained, but that didn't stop the ladies from wearing their frocks and hats.
The hats amazed me. I do love hats.
Besides the frocks and hats, most ladies teetered and tottered through the crowds on their tip-toes on stilettos heels. No doubt their feet ached. Many carried an extra pair of shoes. Some paired galoshes with their frocks. Others wore cowboy boots with their frilly dresses. And still others wore the ugly, ubiquitous flip-flip/thong which I find a most disgusting form of foot-wear.
Or, they abandoned their shoes all together and walked around barefooted, which truly disgusted me. Some men wore thongs on their feet, too. Gross.
The men in their seersucker suits and saddle shoes, simply took my breath away. And men wearing linen suits and vests were debonair as well.