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realexplodingcatThis weekend I saw more people in one place than I had ever seen before while visiting the state of Indiana. Oddly enough, they were all in a town that normally contains less than 400 people. The Mooreland Fair. Probably the second largest event in Indiana after a high school basketball game. Oh, and apparently there's also this weird thing where lunatics drive around in a circle very fast and occasionally crash into walls and explode--I hear that's fairly popular.
When the rain took a break from trying to wash away the entire affair on a river of mud, I set out with a strange woman on a quest. We'd never met before, but we discovered a mutual unfulfilled goal. With my wife's blessing and guidance, I followed the other woman through the mud to an unremarkable food stand in the middle of the fair grounds. We stepped up to the window and said, "Deep Fried Twinkie." Without any outward concern for our health or surprise at our desire for such an outlandishly bizarre concoction, the carney at the window quietly and efficiently delivered the goods, like a dealer passing his stash to a pair of junkies.
Deep Fried Twinkie. Not nearly as good as I hoped. Not the Mecca of junkfood. Which makes me wonder if it was properly prepared. I was under the impression the twinkie would be frozen, then battered, then fried at extremely high heat, yielding a fried ice cream like texture and stark temperature contrast between interior and exterior layers. Nope, the one I had tasted like a mediocre, maybe even bad, donut. I don't think I've had a bad donut, but this came close. Just a warm twinkie, dipped in low quality chocolate sauce, and a thin, useless batter. So, is that all there is? Were my expectations too high? Or was that food stand just not making them correctly. Ah well, it's a horrible idea anyway... But it was worth a try.
When the rain took a break from trying to wash away the entire affair on a river of mud, I set out with a strange woman on a quest. We'd never met before, but we discovered a mutual unfulfilled goal. With my wife's blessing and guidance, I followed the other woman through the mud to an unremarkable food stand in the middle of the fair grounds. We stepped up to the window and said, "Deep Fried Twinkie." Without any outward concern for our health or surprise at our desire for such an outlandishly bizarre concoction, the carney at the window quietly and efficiently delivered the goods, like a dealer passing his stash to a pair of junkies.
Deep Fried Twinkie. Not nearly as good as I hoped. Not the Mecca of junkfood. Which makes me wonder if it was properly prepared. I was under the impression the twinkie would be frozen, then battered, then fried at extremely high heat, yielding a fried ice cream like texture and stark temperature contrast between interior and exterior layers. Nope, the one I had tasted like a mediocre, maybe even bad, donut. I don't think I've had a bad donut, but this came close. Just a warm twinkie, dipped in low quality chocolate sauce, and a thin, useless batter. So, is that all there is? Were my expectations too high? Or was that food stand just not making them correctly. Ah well, it's a horrible idea anyway... But it was worth a try.
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Date: 2003-08-12 07:32 pm (UTC)actually watching the tourists was more fun that watching the race :P
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Date: 2003-08-12 08:38 pm (UTC)I admit, it's positively weird, and shouldn't be any kind of fun. Two things help: A) The stealth bomber. ANY event is cool when a stealth bomber flies overhead. It's just one of those things. THey're like boobs - insert them, and suddenly, everything is much niftier AND B) It's a Roman thing. I'm such a classics geek, I like to pretend i'm at the chariot races. I mean, all the plebes go down to the circus, we watch the Parade of our Civic and Martial Might (see comment A) and then we watch people go really fast in circles and occasionally have horrible accidents.
I take comfort in the fact that very little ever changes.
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Date: 2003-08-13 06:36 am (UTC)I've never been a race fan, so my distant perspective is that of circular vehicular motion with explosive termination. However, when I accidentally watch a race, I find myself oddly enthralled. There is a fair amount of subtlety and depth to the sport that I find fascinating.
And the BOOMING and flaming is a nice bonus. Now only if boobs were inserted as well.
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Date: 2003-08-13 06:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-13 06:53 am (UTC)That twinkie escapade...
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Date: 2003-08-13 06:38 am (UTC)Deep Fried Oreos
Date: 2003-08-13 08:11 am (UTC)http://www.strainedpeas.com/recipes/ds/cooki/ds-cook1043002832.shtml
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Date: 2003-08-13 11:13 am (UTC)Deep Fried Oreos
Date: 2003-08-13 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-14 12:43 am (UTC)The county fair where I grew up had harness racing most of the week at their race track. No auto races, I don't think, though at the end of the week there'd be a Demolition Derby.
PS - Not only does Indiana have a zoo, there are at least two others outside the city of Indianapolis.
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Date: 2003-08-14 05:54 am (UTC)More than one zoo? That's good to know. Are the other zoo's outside of Indy like roadside stands where you pet taxidermied alligators and pay a quarter to see the mysterious fiji mermaid? I bet there are a few of those types of zoos.
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Date: 2003-08-18 08:12 pm (UTC)Deep Fried Oreos
Date: 2003-08-15 07:26 am (UTC)http://blog.deanforamerica.com/archives/001052.html
Re: Deep Fried Oreos
Date: 2003-08-15 12:03 pm (UTC)