So, I decided to try Corn Dogs, that fatal American tradition. UK friends, I plead ignorance to what a Corn Dog was before I tried it, but I knew I wanted to partake…
This is what a Corn Dog is: A corn dog is a hot dog sausage coated in a thick layer of cornmeal batter and deep fried in oil, although some are baked. Almost all corn dogs are served on wooden sticks, though some early versions had no stick.
Sadly, it was delicious and addictive and now sits around my middle like a lardy ring. I recommend just one, not the one and a half I chose to indulge in. A piece of America on a stick. All hail the Corn Dog.
America on 9/11
Today is 9/11. It is hard to miss it, and I don’t want to because it is a very important day to remember. The radio is full of national anthems and memories that choke.
Temperatures and storms
In the morning, it is very, very cold. My Daisy Dukes are inappropriate for the school run – not because they are too short – but because it is so cold. Right now, at midday, it is v v v v hot. Autumn is on its way, though. Outfits must be made ready….
At the weekend there was a storm. Nay, a potential tornado. We turn on the TV and they’re telling us to watch out for flying debris and to get in the cellar and place mattresses at the windows. Lordy! So, naturally, being Brits, we head out. The rain is immense and the roads are deserted. Then it stops. All is calm again. The TV anchors (note) bigged this up majorly, yet it has stopped (and stopped play at the US Open!). Sure, the storms can be dangerous, we know that, but all the extensive coverage and warnings and imagery sure do add to the drama…..