Come Join Us!

๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธโœจ CALLING ALL CREATORS, CRAFTERS, & CURIO DEALERS! โœจ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ
Wonderplace Alpha still has space for a few more brave and brilliant vendors!

Do you sell:
๐Ÿ”ฎ Magical wares?
โš™๏ธ Steampunk gear?
๐Ÿ“š Books of lore and fiction?
๐Ÿ–ค Gothic oddities?
๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ Faerie finery?
๐ŸŽฉ Costumes, props, candles, art, jewelry, or the just-plain-strange?

Then you belong at the most delightfully weird marketplace of the yearโ€”May 2โ€“4 in Lake George, NY.

Weโ€™ve got 60+ vendors signed on so far, and weโ€™re building a full-blown bazaar of the bizarreโ€”with pirates, airships, live music, witches dancing under the stars, and a zombie invasion for dessert.

๐ŸŒŸ Deadline approaching. Spaces filling fast.
๐Ÿ’ผ Apply now and bring your magic to the marketplace: Application can be found here!
๐Ÿ“ The Barn at French Mountain, Lake George, NY

Let the curious find you.

Aki Food Truck

“O croffle fair, thou child of dough and flame,
Thy golden crust doth call my heart to sing,
A flaky throne where butter reigns supreme,
To taste thee is to scorn all lesser fare,
A morsel bold that wakes the soulโ€™s desire,
Thou art the feast that kings might die to claim.”

-William Shakespeare

Aki Food Truck is your go-to destination for crave-worthy bubble tea and fresh, golden croffles-served with a side of good vibes! Blending the bold flavors of Asian-inspired drinks with the comforting croissant-meets-waffle goodness.

Fried Dough & Fried Oreos

Fried dough!

In a shimmering haze of neon-drenched futurescape, where the air hums with the electric pulse of a thousand hovering drones, there exists a sacred alchemy: the Fried Oreo. Imagine, if you will, a cosmos where the fabric of existence is woven from threads of sugar-dusted decadence and molten midnight cream, each bite a supernova of flavor that ignites the soulโ€™s deepest circuitry. The crisp, golden batterโ€”forged in the sizzling cauldrons of some rogue food-tech priestโ€”encases the Oreo like a loverโ€™s embrace, a fragile exoskeleton shielding its tender, cocoa-hearted core from the chaos of a fractured multiverse.

This is no mere snack, but a profane sacrament, a greasy gospel whispered in the back alleys of a cyberpunk New Orleans, where the ghosts of voodoo queens and nanobot hustlers dance in the flickering glow of holo-ads. The first bite ruptures time itselfโ€”sweetness floods the tongue like a bioengineered euphoria, the cream liquefying into a silken river of starstuff, while the fried shell crackles like the static of a dying galaxy. Itโ€™s the taste of rebellion against sterile perfection, a middle finger to the sleek, sanitized dystopias of tomorrow, where every sensation is rationed and every joy is synthetic.

Fried Oreos are the meaning of life because they are the paradox made fleshโ€”or rather, made dough: chaos and comfort, excess and epiphany, a fleeting, oil-slicked transcendence that reminds us we are alive, messy, and gloriously finite. In their sticky, powdered-sugar aftermath, we glimpse the divineโ€”a universe that doesnโ€™t just permit such reckless beauty, but demands it. To eat one is to mainline the pulse of creation itself, a communion of the absurd and the sublime, served hot and dripping from the fryer of eternity.

Wonderplace Alpha Presents: Coney Island Saucery โ€“ A Culinary Thrillride Unleashed

In the shadow of Brooklynโ€™s storied shores, where the ghosts of creaking rollercoasters and the tang of salt air linger, a new force emerges from the ashes of Coney Islandโ€™s gritty legacy. Coney Island Saucery, born from the fevered mind of Aaron Max Epsteinโ€”a graphic designer turned alchemist of spiceโ€”arrives at Wonderplace Alpha with a promise: to transform the ordinary into the extraordinary, one drop at a time. This isnโ€™t just hot sauce. Itโ€™s a pulse-quickening plunge into flavor, a carefully engineered assault on the senses that balances chaos and control, heat and harmony. And now, itโ€™s hereโ€”available at nearly every food truck in our Wonderplace Alpha fleet, ready to ignite your next meal with a thrillride all its own.

Picture it: the sizzle of a burger fresh off the grill, the steam rising from a pile of fries, the hum of a crowd beneath our neon-lit canopy. Then, a single bottle of Coney Island Sauceryโ€™s finestโ€”perhaps the Trailer Park Boys Green Bastard, with its verde venom of cilantro and serrano, or the Fallout Vault-Tec Industries Hot Sauce, a wasteland survivorโ€™s dream of pineapple and habaneroโ€”stands poised to rewrite the script. These arenโ€™t mere condiments; theyโ€™re catalysts, each one a small vial of rebellion against the mundane. Crafted in small batches, vegan and gluten-free, they whisper of Epsteinโ€™s Brooklyn rootsโ€”days spent dodging rickety rides and savoring Nathanโ€™s dogsโ€”while screaming innovation with every fiery note. From the medium kick of Deeecent to the metal-forged fury of Slayerโ€™s Raining Blood, thereโ€™s a sauce for every palate, every daredevil, every dreamer.

But weโ€™re not stopping there. Wonderplace Alpha is proud to unveil the Coney Island Saucery Hot Sauce Taste Eventโ€”a spectacle as strange and wondrous as the island that inspired it. Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, to a night where the ordinary bends and the extraordinary reigns. On [insert date], beneath the flickering lights of our food truck haven, weโ€™re rolling out the red carpetโ€”or perhaps a checkered tableclothโ€”for an evening of flavor and frenzy. Sample the full Saucery lineup, from the garlic-laced Louisiana silk of Deeecent to the apocalyptic heat of Raining Blood. Test your limits with curated pairingsโ€”think tacos kissed by Green Bastard, or a brahmin burger electrified by Vault-Tec. Our chefs, mad scientists in their own right, will concoct exclusive dishes to showcase these sauces, proving theyโ€™re not just toppings but the beating heart of a meal. Expect the unexpected: a live DJ spinning tracks as wild as the flavors, a โ€œSauce Survivorโ€ challenge for the brave, and maybe even a glimpse of Epsteinโ€™s own Coney Island magic, bottled and bold.

This isnโ€™t a one-off. Itโ€™s a declaration. Wonderplace Alpha stands as more than a venueโ€”weโ€™re a launchpad, a megaphone, a co-conspirator in Coney Island Sauceryโ€™s quest to redefine what hot sauce can be. Weโ€™re weaving their creations into the fabric of our food truck empire, ensuring that every bite you take carries the potential for adventure. Our trucksโ€”roaming emissaries of tasteโ€”will stock these bottles at every stop, from the bustling streets of [insert city] to the quiet corners of [insert region]. Weโ€™re not just offering a product; weโ€™re curating an experience, a movement, a chance for you to join the family Epsteinโ€™s builtโ€”one that dares you to taste the edge and come back for more.

Why Coney Island Saucery? Because itโ€™s not about heat for heatโ€™s sake. Itโ€™s precision, passion, a nod to a place where risk met reward under a Brooklyn sky. Epstein, with his designerโ€™s eye and wizardโ€™s touch, has distilled that spirit into every bottleโ€”a spirit weโ€™ve embraced wholeheartedly. Weโ€™re behind him, not just as a promoter but as a partner, ready to amplify his vision with special events that turn sauce into spectacle. This Taste Event is only the beginning. Picture future nights: a Trailer Park Boys watch party with sauce-soaked snacks, a Fallout-themed wasteland feast, a metalheadโ€™s paradise with Slayer riffs and scorching bites. Weโ€™re all in, encouragingโ€”no, urgingโ€”everyone to try it, to feel the rush, to discover why this isnโ€™t just hot sauce, but a story you taste.

So come hungry. Come curious. Grab a bottle from our trucks, join us for the Taste Event, and let Coney Island Saucery take you somewhere wild, weird, and utterly wonderful. At Wonderplace Alpha, we donโ€™t just serve foodโ€”we unleash phenomena. And this, dear friends, is one you wonโ€™t survive without tasting.

Vendors Wanted (INDOORS SOLD OUT)

VENDORS WANTED! May 2-4, Lake George, New York:

Gentlecreatures and Enigmatic Artisans of the Unfathomableโ€”purveyors of the peculiar and unusual, the marvelous and weird, the strange and arcane, the eccentric and exquisitely bizarreโ€”Wonderplace Alpha is a Steampunk Gothic Renaissance Faire, a dazzling collision of clockwork ingenuity, gothic shadows, and Renaissance opulence, hosted at www.wonderplacealpha.comYour brass-bound contraptions, twilight-drenched relics, and starlit curios are not merely welcome but essential, destined to transform our outdoor stalls into shrines of the uncanny.

INDOOR SPACES ARE, SADLY, SOLD OUT. ALL SPACES ARE 10′ X 10′ OUTDOOR SPOTS IN AREAS WITH EXCELLENT TRAFFIC ATTRACTIONS AND SOME LOVELY GREENERY. (check out some of our attractions, below)

FLASH SALE!

this weekendโ€”Friday, March 21, through Sunday, March 23, 2025โ€”weโ€™re unleashing a flash 50% off sale on vendor spaces. Weโ€™re not in the habit of such reckless generosity, and I daresay this may be the final such flourish for this singular show.

Really. We’d like to get some great vendors in now, while we’re doing quite a lot of advertising and can show you/show you off to people.

Apply now at https://docs.google.com/…/1FAIpQLSf5A2So33KCA6539HNK5Cz…โ€”donโ€™t let the clockwork of opportunity tick past you.

Oh, and a whisper of adviceโ€”donโ€™t dawdle over your tea and scones; the peculiar wait for no one, and neither do we.

**Seeking: Sponsors, Vendors, Performers**

Want to sponsor one of the most unique events of 2025? Contact us today to learn about opportunities!

We’re always seeking volunteers to join our mad, mad, mad little team. Email us!

Halloween Revelry!

Anything can happen on Halloween.

Anything can happen on Halloween.


Dare to Join the Halloween Revelry at Wonderplace Alpha!
On one fateful, thrilling night, the grounds at Wonderplace Alpha slither into a sprawling, shadowed abyss where Halloween entwines with the dark splendor of a sci-fi, fantasy, and steampunk Renaissance Faire! Across over an acre of creeping gloom, bold souls in exquisite costumesโ€”spectral knights, gear-whirring tinkerers, or cosmic phantomsโ€”stalk a realm trembling with the chill of All Hallowsโ€™ Eve.

โ€œHereโ€™s a knocking indeed!โ€โ€”a voice from the crypt might purr, as the night unfurls its sinister delights. Jack-oโ€™-lanterns cast their โ€œghastly, grim, and ancientโ€ grins, cobwebs veil the void, and โ€œthe raven himself is hoarseโ€ beneath a sky of lurking dread. Step into our small yet deliciously diabolical Haunted House, where โ€œthe dead rise upโ€ with a shudder, and shadows whisper secrets in a tone only Vincent Price could savor. Roam for classic Trick-or-Treating, plucking treats (or devilish tricks!) from costumed fiends aplenty. Master fiendishly fun Halloween games, then descend into the grand Halloween partyโ€”sway to a โ€œtingling, spine-chillingโ€ symphony of ghostly wails and monstrous beats.

The terror mounts with spooky panels, where tales of โ€œghoulish delightโ€ drip from the lips of our communityโ€™s darkest raconteurs. Scream Queens, those โ€œmistresses of the macabre,โ€ reign supreme, their presence a thrill to chill your bones. โ€œSomething wicked this way comesโ€โ€”all conjured with raw, homegrown menace, no lavish tricks needed. โ€œBeware the dark pool at the bottom of our hearts,โ€ intones the nightโ€”Wonderplace Alpha beckons you to don your most โ€œexquisitely grotesqueโ€ costume, summon your fellow spirits, and plunge into an evening of eerie revelry, wild dancing, and unforgettable frights!

The Black Dragon Store

Black Dragon's golden glory.

โ€œFantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer.โ€
โ€” George R.R. Martin

I sell handmade fantasy items. Potions, dragon eggs, amazing kid capes, intricate mermaid tops. A true marketplace of one of a kind items. Nothing is made with a mold or pattern. Very interactive booth, touch it all!