In a world where you could probably deep fry your leftover deep fryer oil and sell a batch of it for 4 dollars at a carnival, it should come to no surprise that deep fried Kool-Aid is all the rage at the San Diego County Fair.
“Chicken” Charlie Boghosian creates the delicacy and sells donut-hole sized balls of them in batches of five. He sold 400 to 600 orders a day, tallying over 9,000 deep fried Kool-Aid balls.
I know everyone is freaking out over these because they either really really want to try one or because they see it as another notch on Americaâ€™s obesity epidemic, but this doesnâ€™t sound much different than a donut to me. Itâ€™s all the same, mixing obnoxious amounts of sugar with flour and dumping it into a vat of boiling oil. Mmmmm, heart disease!
Isnâ€™t that what carnivals and fairs are for, anyway? I rarely remember anything past walking through the gates as a kid, high-tailing it to the funnel cake and lemonade stand, taking 3 rides on the mini rollercoaster because the carney high-fived me whenever I came back through the line, then racing to the port-o-john to toss the treats back up and pass out in a sugar coma on a picnic table.
Thatâ€™s just what happens when you go to carnivals in the United States, and as long as there are guys named â€œChicken Charlieâ€ in charge of the concession stands, itâ€™s probably not going to change.
For someone like me who grew out of the fried food stage and is convinced she will suffer a stroke the second a fried anything touches her mouth, our cultureâ€™s obsession with fried foods is pretty alarming, especially the fact that people are throwing down five deep fried Kool-Aid balls in a row. However, until Grandma starts whipping these up in her kitchen as an after school snack, I think a little carnival indulgence is OK… until youâ€™re the person plowing through three baskets.
Would you try deep fried Kool-Aid?