Cinnamon Raisin Oatmeal Fritters

The Olympics are over.
I can’t find a good book to read.
It’s too hot to go on a hike.
TV and movie listings are a barren wasteland.

I’ve become a rerun-watching, leftover-eating, expired magazine-reading hermit.

I need some comfort before the crickets overtake me. Let’s fry up a fritter or ten.

What is it about the combination of cinnamon, raisins, and oatmeal that is so incredibly comforting? I don’t know. It must be scientific. Or maybe magic!

Either way, when comfort is required, my polling suggests that 9.27 out of 10 people are reaching for some form of cinnamon, raisin and oatmeal – be it toast, cereal, or in this case, ridiculously good fried pancakes.

Comfort fritters!

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Chuckwagon Apple Fritters

I’ve been thinking about the Good Humor truck a lot lately. Like, a lot. This happens to me almost every summer.

I get super hot.
The sweating starts.
The farmer’s tan shows up.
The sweating continues.
And I think about ice cream like it’s my job.

Every summer when I was a kid, we would spend our days at the local pool. My brother and sister were champion swimmers and they were rocking the butterfly and breaststroke on the neighborhood swim team.

I was a champion eater. Which meant that I was super good at floating. So I was allowed to tag along on pool days. Score!

Around 11:19 a.m., I’d start to get excited. At 12:31 p.m. I was pretty pumped. And by 1:03 p.m., I was straight up freaking out.

Waiting. Stressing. Counting and recounting my coins. Crying a little.

And then, in the far-off distance, I heard it…

Diddly ding da ding da ding ding-a-ling a ding dongggggggggggggg

(Whatever. That’s totally the song.)

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