Well it's the middle of July here in North East Ohio and this is a very special time for one reason: Festivals. The World Famous (in my world, anyway) Mt. Caramel Fest started up yesterday and yours truly was not about to miss her chance for a cheese puff. Let's get real here.
I couldn't resist a close up. It's only once a year!!
This deliciously fried dough is filled with - you guessed it - cheese. Yummy, melty, smoldering., cheesey cheese.
Oh my god. Wait a second - I think my heart stopped.
You know how everyone has their nostalgia food, right? That one food that takes them back years and years ago to a lollipop and gum drop childhood. Well, when I eat a cheese puff, I feel like I'm eight years old again, begging my dad to let me go on the spinny rides even though I know I'll probably hurl up my puff. Absolute love.
However, every good festival goer knows that no cheese puff would be complete without a lemon shake to wash it all down with! And I know these are good because I used to work the stand as a kid. I'm sweet like that.
With a whole half lemon, mind you. Now that's quality.
If you think The Fest pictures are over - think again, my friend. This party is going strong till Sunday and I've got another acquistion on my mind. I'll give you a hint. It sucks.
You'll never guess it.
I'm loving your suspense.
:] --- that would be my evil smile.
Since I decided to go to the fair last night and eat fried foods and sugar water instead of going to the gym (which I totally DO NOT regret, by the way), today was a makeup for that little catastrophe. I banged out The Fitnessista Total Body Sesh and then ran myself 4 miles. My splits ended up like this:
- Mile 1 - 10:25
- Mile 2 - 9:35
- Mile 3 - 10:36
- Mile 4 - 10:38
After my sweaty excursion, I ran out to the mall to grab some makeup and hit up Forever 21. Because I'm basically oblivious to the world 24/7, I somehow failed to notice that we were having an American Idol try out at the mall. Today. At the exact time I went. I really need to start paying more attention.
I was going to take a picture of the ENORMOUS audience, but I was being pummeled by impatient shoppers. I took shelther in the nearest Victoria's Secret. Which is where I found this little beauty:
I seriously love the smell of coconut. I love the smell of a sale more though. Only three bucks! Total score. My trip to Forever21 for an HLS cocktail dress was as of yet unsuccessful, but fear not. I didn't leave completely empty handed.
Stunna shades, baby.
Well I have to wrap this up. They're annoucing their closing time throughout the store and the espresso girl is giving me some warning looks. Have a lovely night bloggies and be on the lookout for a new recipe tomorrow - hope everyone likes zucchini!