Blimey hold the middle page! Street fairs, that concentration of deep fried food, mix tapes and poor quality underwear that clog up New York’s streets every summer are apparently not the rich cultural institution the name may conjur up in people’s minds.
I could have told you that without commissioning a report just by looking out the window! I like this comment on the Gothamist story:
“Hey, if it weren’t for street fairs, I would never have gotten to try things like deep-fried Oreos, which I had only read about in articles about how Middle America is getting fat.”