We went to the LA county fair a couple of weeks ago and I think I saw a few of these monstrosities. I did have a corn dog and some fry bread (since I couldn’t find a real elephant ear), but I don’t find most of the deep friend things to sound appealing. They might be yummy, I guess, but bleh.
This year’s offerings at the State Fair of Texas include among others:
[ul][li]Deep-fried beer (it’s sort of a ravioli made of pretzel dough, with the beer still liquid AND still alcoholic – although sadly hot). Didn’t try it.[/li][li]Deep-fried S’Mores Pop-Tarts. Topped with chocolate syrup and whipped cream. the four of us shared one and didn’t want more, but it was very delicious.[/li][li] Deep-fried Frito Pie. (for anyone who hasn’t had this before, the standard Frito pie is Fritos, topped with chili con carne, shredded cheese, and (optional) chopped onion.) The deep-fried version comes in five or six battered clumps each about the size of a fried oyster. Tasty, but I prefer the classic version and didn’t think it was worth the money.[/li][li]Deep-fried margarita. I’ll leave that one up to your imagination. Didn’t try it.[/ul][/li]
The State Fair of Texas is, of course, also the ancestral home of the corn dog. Fletchers Corny Dogs for the win!
When I was in college, I used to make Deep-fried chocolate truffles for parties. Really interesting recipe–you end up with a crispy sweet breaded shell, then a layer of melted chocolate ganache with a nugget of frozen ganache in the middle. Yummy.
Oh good christ. I knew I shouldn’t, but did it anyway: I clicked on the Deep Fried Spiders link and now I have the heebie-jeebies. Yeeesh.
I’ve had chicken fried bacon - there’s a bar around these parts that features it for happy hour. I didn’t really care for it. Too much of a good thing, you know?
Dear god, I cannot come close to topping any of these. Also, I think my cholesterol shot up just looking at the photos. On a somewhat related note, you may enjoy this blog: http://www.thisiswhyyourefat.com/
At least it was when my daughter went to work as a chef in a nice restaurant. When she entered the kitchen the other chef told her there was an order which had been botched and this must go out pronto, pointing to the deep fried scallops in the fryer.
She turned to get a plate and when she went back there was nothing in the fryer. Experienced chef put some more in and told her to hurry up and get it right.
Same thing. Light bulb goes on. He had wrapped balls of lard in bread crumbs. Much teasing ensues.
The titles alone are turning my stomach a little, but if I saw someone eating a burger on two glazed donuts I think I wouldn’t be able to keep from hurling on their shoes.
