Fried Twinkies, Chocolate Covered Bacon, and Air Hockey

Tim, Jennie, Cesar and I all went to the pier in Santa Cruz this weekend. I have never done anything like this before so it was a really new experience. Its a fair on a boardwalk. There are roller coasters, cotton candy, an arcade with air hockey (a personal favorite of mine), and even fried twinkies. That's right, fried twinkies. Now unlike all the others in the party I had never heard of such an abomination. Apparently you can get them in other places too; like Las Vegas.

After acquiring some ride tickets the first stop was The Giant Dipper. An old wooden roller coaster that looked less sturdy than I would have liked. What do you know? Its a historical land mark. Great just what I want in my danger, a geriatric coaster. You only live once right? I went on it and now I can say I never have to do that again. I came out with three bruises, a whopping one on my right elbow, and a healthy fear of falling. The others seemed to think this was the best thing since sliced bread most likely because this thing was built before sliced bread even hit the supermarket shelves.

We went on to the arcade, my favorite place really, but first a stop at the salt water taffy stand. I got watermelon and its the best I have ever had. As I was watching this young woman behind the counter pack my little bag with the sweets I spot something behind the glass. Its chocolate covered bacon. Really, just another thing I never thought should happen to food right here in the case before me. Tim has made chocolate chip bacon cookies in the last few months and it looked like just the thing he would want to try.

With bacon wrongly disguised and taffy in hand we hit the arcade. Before we get to the games my sweets need to be sampled by all. Everyone agreed the chocolate covered bacon was either pointless or just plain gross. Just one more thing I can say I have tried so I never have to do it again. My taffy was fantastic. The games were as you would think at a place better stocked than Fort Fun. I played as many games as possible and even got a game of air hockey in with Tim. He beat me. I said I loved it; I never said I was any good at it. The Whack A Mole was broken and that was the most disappointing part for me. Tim and I took our tickets to the counter. I got a silly bottle opener and some temporary tattoos of the Mystery Machine from Scooby Doo which I will be waring over this weekend.

One more ride for the others, I was not about to do another, and then it was off to the twinkies! Jennie and Tim both seemed to really want one and some how Cesar got one too. I think he gave into peer pressure. With the deep fried twinkies we walked down on to the sand and watched the sea gulls attack anything that looked like food and watch the sun start setting.

I did taste the twinkie and it was just as horrible as I had first suspected, but this year I resolved to try more things, be less judgmental and more adventurous. However, twinkies were not meant for eating deep fried or not, bacon was never meant to be covered in chocolate, and someday I will win a game of air hockey.