As my friend’s light-blue dragon of a finely-tuned automobile turned into the sparse parking lot furthest away from the culinary settlement, I glanced past the trees and over the main road to the very-there parcel of land carved out by the few food-truck operators willing to brave the end of this plague year and its sullen entry into local Medieval Fair lore.
Like many Oklahoma City area bread and circuses over the past year, the good fairs have gone quiet and the decent fairgoers even quieter, but as responsible citizens have been receiving their vaccinations on a steady basis, slowly events have been returning to the forefront with one of Norman’s most flagrant—the Medieval Fair—leading the way. Sort of.