Common Ground Fair

This is a fun fair to spend a day, with agricultural and homesteading demonstrations and exhibitors, a wide variety of local and organic products for sale, and some prime people-​watching. Lots of interesting, bohemian people hanging around. So many white people with dreads (that’s Maine for you, I guess). I enjoyed petting the pigs and looking at the food offerings. If you’re used to Midwestern state fairs you won’t be wowed by the size of this, but it has a totally different, pleasant vibe.

SO many people!!! Organic food, Lectures, farm animals, animal shows, animals for sale, farm stands, port-​o-​potties with huge lines, gorgeous walk through orchards and gardens. Trash cans next to recycle bins. It is TOTALLY worth buying your tickets online ahead of time. We got there and the line was a mile long, but we just walked right ahead of everyone and into the gate to give our tickets!

I went for the first time with my wife this year and we had an AMAZING time. Great food, great vendors, great presentations. Absolutely worth the drive and the traffic.

So much fun we go every year. Our favorite is the sheep herding demos. The food – all organic – is fantatsic, from the crab rolls to the caramel salt ice cream. Plenty for vegetarians. And lots to learn from gardening to cooking. Craft tents are terrific.

Hippies, hippies, hippies… I am a hippie. Best crab roll available to mankind. Worst fried clam available anywhere. I am pretty sure the Common Ground Fair will not allow anyone to serve white flour. A Diet Coke would get you thrown out or drawn and quartered by the mule teams.
Go to Yogi’s Travelling Kitchen for a monsterous crab roll on a toasted (not buttered and grilled) whole wheat bun. There wasn’t any mayonaise that I could discern, but it would have been unecessary. The crab meat was so fresh, sweet and plentiful you didn’t need anything. A roll with at least ½ pound of crab meat was a mere 10 bucks.
As for the fried clams, they were absolutely disgusting. They reminded me of the the chicken fingers from Twin Dragon chinese restaurant in Gloucester, but much worse. The batter expanded like the foam used to seal windows. It did that by absorbing an exponential amount of Hains hippy canola oil that was at way too low of a temperature. I could spend an entire day going off on those clams, but I won’t. Maybe the lowly clam should not be attempted at the Common Ground Fair until white flour and commodity vegetable oil is allowed. I needed a Diet Coke to rid myself of the taste. Of all the reviews I’ve written this is only the second place to put me on death watch for the rest of the day. The Common Ground Fair is not the place you want lower GI distress. They only have the «blue lagoon» porta-​potties.