If you read Part I, you know that our day at the fair got off to an exciting start. At that point, we weren’t able to see the rest of the baked goods to know if the kids won any other ribbons, so we went to the next building to find their entries in the handicrafts category. Sadly, the doors were all closed up, and we knew that the judging was still going on.
So we started walking, and we happened upon the stand that sells these.
The words of a dear friend and favorite blogger sum it up well—”I’m a food schizophrenic.” Yeah, that’s me. I’m an advocate for kefir, bone broth, sourdough bread and Lerch’s Donuts.
See, I grew up in Wayne County and we had these donuts every fair season and then some. There was a Lerch’s donut trailer permanently parked in the lot of the grocery store where we did our shopping, and these donuts made their way to our house many times.
The crazy thing is that I really didn’t care for them as a child, but I guess now they hold some kind of connection to yesteryear for me, not to mention the fact that I have since acquired a taste for their sugary yumminess. I hadn’t seen them in ages until our move a few years ago when we started attending a new fair, and here they are.
The kids seemed to appreciate them too. And it killed some time since we were still waiting on the judging to wrap up.
Stay tuned for Part III of our big day next time.