Sunflower Farm Pizza

The Loch Ness Monster.
Big Foot.
Unicorns.
The Jersey Devil.
El Chupacabra.
The Abominable Snowman.
Creatures who have nothing to prove to mankind, so they exist quietly until once in a great while somebody spots them, makes a ruckus of it, and thus ignites another great debate of their existences (which may be just friendly conversation over beers for you, but it’s a reopened-​wound for Nessie and friends who really just want to be left alone and get on with their lives already).
Similar to these cryptozoological animals is the elusive Sunflower Farm Pizza. Seen — as far as I know — only at the Fryeburg Fair one week a year, this glorious pizza stand makes some of the best ‘za in all of the universe. Choices include: cheese, sausage (I believe), or my personal favorite — black olive and garlic. Each «slice» is a healthy-​sized (read: enormous) square of thick hand-​tossed dough, rich, flavorful tomato sauce, freshly shredded cheese, halves of salty black olives, and visible chunks of garlic cloves. Topped with a generous sprinkle of garlic powder, it becomes one of the most irresistible bites of food I encounter year in and year out. Have I learned, ‘lo these many decades, to not shovel it in immediately after the slice is handed to me? No — the roof of my mouth suffers nearly third degree burns like clockwork come October, but je né regret rien, my friends. It’s worth it. Because pizza this good only happens once a year — literally. And who knows when Vinnie Lanovara and his merry band of mates might stop appearing at Maine’s Blue Ribbon Classic?
My advice? Around the corner from Sunflower Farm at another vendor’s booth should be a tall skinny cooler filled with sodas and water. They have Diet Moxie. Buy one for $ 1, then come back to Vinnie’s for a slab of pizza (which will only set you back by about $ 3.50… man, at that price, you oughta just purchase three or four pieces) and settle in on his picnic tables (if you can find room) by the bales of hay to enjoy one of the most blissful food experiences you’ll have at The Fryeburg Fair.
Just keep reminding yourself — about six month later when you’re seriously craving Sunflower Farm bad, but don’t know where to get any outside of that brief moment in October — that such an epic pizza feast does REALLY exist. You’ve seen before with your own eyes, man!