: About Me

I remember where I was the first time warm pastry pulled from bubbling oil and topped with heaps of powdered sugar touched my lips. It was the Covington County Fair in Andalusia, Ala. and I was about 7 years old. Now, more than 20 years later, that combination of dough and sweetness takes me back to my pigtailed, freckle-faced childhood in a instant. Fair foods are associated with fun, with childhood, with adventure and with total abandon. They are things our parents would faint if they knew we used our $5 of fun money to buy and hide behind vendor booths as we devoured them before we were...