Fair Food

No one cooks every night. Sometimes you aren’t hungry. Sometimes you eat at a friend’s house. And sometimes you’re at the amusement park where you have no choice but to eat fair food.

You know what I’m talking about. The nutritional value of wallpaper paste and more addictive than nicotine.

But something strange has happened since I was a kid. Fair food got better. Like the fresh strawberries and frozen yogurt up top there. That’s halfway-good food. Just don’t tell yourself frozen yogurt is somehow better for you than ice cream. They’re pretty much the same thing.

(If you’re starting to suspect there’s not going to be any recipe in this post, you’re right. Just yummy pics.)

So one of the kids got vanilla with the crushed Oreos. But it was so stinkin’ hot out it started to melt by the time they got back to the table.

Then there was the vanilla with rainbow sprinkles. Which had a bite taken out by the time it got to the table. Don’t they understand I’ve got a blog to run here?

Next up is vanilla with chocolate sprinkles. And if you look in the background, you can see the mom holding the kid’s hand so I can get the shot.

Then the large chocolate with rainbow sprinkles. Who ever thought an 8-year-old would finish this monster?

And finally mine. I couldn’t decide whether to get vanilla or chocolate. So I got the Italian hoagie.

Check back tomorrow when I’ll have something that I actually made myself.

PS: Kennywood rocks. And get the front seat on the Phantom. It’s totally worth the wait.