Today I made some fried dough for Ali. That's nothing but hunks of bread/pizza dough dropped into hot fat and turned once. When I was a child, we used to buy this at the Italian feasts in the South End of Springfield...there were three spaced out throughout the summer. Along with the men trying to climb the greased pole for the prize on top, fried dough is my happiest memory of these events. It was always served with a choice of marinara sauce or sugar. For this meal, I had a couple of each: fried dough with sauce for lunch, fried dough with sugar for dessert."Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf
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Friday, November 07, 2008
What I Had for Lunch Today: Fried Dough
Today I made some fried dough for Ali. That's nothing but hunks of bread/pizza dough dropped into hot fat and turned once. When I was a child, we used to buy this at the Italian feasts in the South End of Springfield...there were three spaced out throughout the summer. Along with the men trying to climb the greased pole for the prize on top, fried dough is my happiest memory of these events. It was always served with a choice of marinara sauce or sugar. For this meal, I had a couple of each: fried dough with sauce for lunch, fried dough with sugar for dessert.
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