I grew up in upstate New York. The Saratoga Race Track, the “Track”, was part of my summers growing up. Now every year, we make a trip upstate and go to Saratoga, the Track, and other events like Fasig Tipton. Fasig Tipton is one of the premier horse auctions in the world with one of their auctions hosted at Saratoga during track season. My brother is the General Manager of Sherry-Lehmann and they throw a few Fasig Tipton parties. We went to the a cocktail hour for horse owners one night. Henriot was there serving champagne. I always feel like a desperate housewife when I go to adult-only events…drink too much, talk a lot, I need to get out more.
My Grouchy Husband and me at the party. I love all of the traditions in horse racing. Many of the owners had come to the party right after spending the day at the Track and still had on their hats they wore for good luck (see the lady in the back).
One day we went to the Track. We spent most of the day in the Fasig Tipton hospitality tent because it was more comfortable with the girls.
The tent was air conditioned, we could eat, drink, make bets and relax at our own table. This is a picture of what the tent looked like inside.
This is what our table looked like. There were a lot of people from Kentucky and horse buyers in the tent. The table had books on how to buy horses. Sometimes I dream about owning a horse one day and then I look at how much they cost and reality sets in.
We had front row seats to the paddock, where the horses get ready to walk out to race.
My Princess loved watching the horses in the paddock.
But not as much as the monkey bars at the playground.
Weekend in Saratoga mama,