I see you over there, eyeballin’ my funnel cake.
It looks fantastic, right? The ultimate in fried pleasure. Perfectly golden on the outside, crispy on the edges, but still doughy in the center.
Warm from the fryer, the grease soaking through my paper plate.
Covered in powdered sugar, which is just beginning to form the most finger-licking crust.
Few things in life provide as much joy as a really good funnel cake — and they’re not all created equal, friends. The ones at our local baseball stadium? Lackluster. The creations at our county fair? AMAZING.
I know I should share one with my sister, a fellow funnel cake lover, or my husband — but, you know, I’m greedy. I can’t help myself. Though I have no problem stealing food off others’ plates (rude, I know), I don’t like to share dessert.
As I continue seeking healthy eating and try…
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