I went to the Preston County Buckwheat Festival for the first time this year. I just had to try the buckwheat cakes. Everyone told me "don't expect pancakes!" and I didn't. I expected something awful, but I was pleasantly surprised.
First of all, I really have no idea what I'm doing 90 percent of the time when I'm navigating, but Kingwood wasn't too difficult to find. I got on the Kingwood Pike and just drove straight for a while. That was helpful.
But I had no idea what I was in for. I thought I could just find a nice little parking spot somewhere about a half hour before the parade starts. Uh, no. Every single square inch was taken up. Then I started getting trapped when roads started closing for the parade. Some lovely man saw my desperation and allowed me to park near his garage. For free. And it was super close.
We watched some of the parade and headed off the hall for our buckwheat cakes. It was an adventure to swim through a sea of people waiting for their high school band to come through the parade. We were careful.
After I paid my $9 at the window, I walked inside to the window. A slew of workers prepped my plate of two buckwheat cakes and two sausage patties. I picked up a small carton of milk before finding a seat at the communal tables. Between the butter and syrup, these tasted just fine. They were pretty thin, and to be honest, I really liked them. Some find them more sour - but when they're drenched in syrup, I don't think it matters. I'm a fan. The sausage was pretty dark in areas, but still good.
There are barns full of pigs, sheep, goats, crafts, and produce and other items the local 4H kids grew. Giant pumpkins, cabbages, and whole displays of vegetables, plus a photo contest and flowers! It's pretty neat. Plus tons of rides and games - all of which is lit up at night. Just beautiful.
On our way out, I got a corndog from Frank's. Top notch.