You will never guess where I was this weekend!
Ok, so the ticket may be a pretty big hint.
Had you shown me that ticket six years ago, I probably would have responded with one of the following:
- Is the price on the ticket how much you are paying me to go?
- Do I look like an 8 year old boy?
- Where can I get that jumpsuit in purple?
But when I heard tales of this being the event of all sporting events, I was begging go!
Although always an unprecedented amount of fun, my aunt and uncle have shrouded their precise rock star status in secrecy for many, many years (which upon our last visit landed us amazing Colts tickets and an up close encounter with a famous rapper). And then this trip included a VIP police escort to the event! Wow, is that the way to travel.
But Indianapolis has proven to be full of adventure and action. And perhaps the king of all sporting events- this coming from a huge live sports fan- is nestled precisely there.
The Indy 500!
300,000 people flood the stands that completely surround a 2.5 mile track. Can you picture how big this is?!
Inside the track, the following would fit comfortably without overlapping: Vatican City, The Roman Colloseum, the Rose Bowl stadium, the Kentucky Derby field, Yankee Stadium and Wimbledon Campus.
You can actually walk in the center of the racetrack during the event- there are food stands, 4 holes of golf, and even trams to get you from one hoppin’ event to another thus sparing you the mile walk back to your seat.
I had my butt glued to the chair the entire time completely absorbed in the sounds, the cheers and the commentating. Not to mention the fact that I was wearing pilot-sized ear radios larger than the grandest pair of winter earmuffs you’ve ever seen on a kid in a blizzard. In other words, I looked like a badass.
The radio allowed me to tune into any of the drivers in their cars and eavesdrop on the communication between the racers and their crew to hear warnings of competitors gaining in the rear, supportive rallying during suspenseful darts for the lead, and mayday alerts for approaching pit row.
Pit action was the best! No, not that kind of pit action- ew. This is where the cars pull into their designated spot to refuel, change tires and fix any emergency car issues. Surprisingly, none of the drivers radioed for emergency espresso shots or took to the walkie to rant of foul play by another driver- both of which I would have thoroughly maximized my air time for. They apparently only use them in the pits for high alert soundings when repair to damaged items is needed- such as a faulty right crotch strap. And we all know that if there’s one thing you want to be certain is secure during potential impact, it would be any and all crotch straps (poor guy).
Oh, and if you blink, you may miss it all. Pit stops are the coolest 5 second intervals in the race.
The first couple laps are warm-ups. Seeing as the average speed of this race was 186mph, the cars need to ramp up to high speed before officially beginning. They don’t just rev engines, but rather zig zag as if limbering up their muscles prior to an athletic event. They are warming up their tires. They then float back into their sharp, qualifying formation before the official start as if they were synchronized swimmers coming back together before the next pattern begins.
The amount of lead changes we cheered and booed was insane- almost once every 3 laps (123 seconds) a new leader was securing dominance over the other cars. The suspenseful pace was maintained throughout the entire 2 1/2 hour, 200 lap course. That doesn’t include the opening ceremonies booming with the spirit of competition and camaraderie.
(Oh and did you know: Indiana has their own theme song? And people actually know it! Illinois, let’s get with the program.)
Descriptions and photos simply do not do this event justice. Our group was comprised of avid sports fans as well as fans of being well rested, who would otherwise use sporting events as an opportunity to catch up on some lost ZZzzzzs. Every single person walked out with the rush of speed and the racing buzz…or at least a buzz of some sort…
So to get your sugar buzz on, as inspired by the classic Indy 500, is a classic to match: Speedy S’more Stacks. Less a recipe than a layering of no-fail yums, this is the perfect pit stop GO GO GO treat! Assembly time is minimal and you only need a pit crew of 1 to get the job done fast.
This is the BEST way to down the trio when there is no campfire blarin’ in your kitchen.
Which for the record should be never…just making sure we’re on the same page.
A slightly crumbly crust is the base of these bars with the flavor of brown sugar implying a richer flair than that of its peasant brother. Sweet chocolate is then topped with a generous layer of marshmallow minions- although smaller in stature, they puff with the power of the mondos.
Once baked, the mallows rise and spread slightly, just as they would over the warmth of a campfire and the result the playful appearance of a sugary cobble stone street.
So let’s do carb day the HG way:
Bakers, start your ovens!
Create fork-like tire tracks.
Now this puffy, sugary brickyard I’ll gladly kiss.
Oh yeah baby. You definitely deserve to drink the milk….and you’ll need it.
Speedy S’more Stacks
Lightly sweetened graham crumbles form the crust that gets layered with chocolate and puffed marshmallow. Speedy, stretchy, crispy and sweet. Don’t mess with the best.
- 2 C graham cracker crumbs
- 1/2 C melted butter, cooled to room temperature
- 3 T white sugar
- 2 T brown sugar
- 1/2 C semi sweet chocolate chips
- 3/4 C milk chocolate chips
- 2 1/4 C mini marshmallows
- Grease a 9×9 baking pan. Preheat oven to 375.
- Mix sugars, crumbs and butter completely. Press very firmly and evenly into the prepared pan.
- Sprinkle chips evenly over the top of the crust. Sprinkle mallows on top in one layer, but don’t push them down into the chips.
- Bake on the lowest rack for 12 minutes, until mallows puff and are only slightly beginning to golden.
- Cool on a rack for 10 minutes, then use a knife to loosen the edges of the s’mores. Allow to cool completely before cutting. Tip: Using a very sharp knife and rocking it through once to cut the bars is ideal. The mallows will be sticky so it’s best to get it on the first try and wipe the blade between slices.