It seems carnival foods are becoming more and more outrageous. It used to be you would go to the carnival and maybe get a hot dog and some cotton candy and have a nice conversation with Shrimp Girl. Then the “deep fried everything” craze came about and things started spiraling down from there. Deep fried twinkies, candy bars, cheese, ice cream, butter, bubblegum (why??) the list goes on. Lisa asking for fried sugar was a good joke in 1998, but now it is a reality for many people attending carnivals across the world.
Making fried sugar is actually a bit more complicated than making a lot of other deep fried foods. That’s because you need solid sugar (like a sugar cube) that has enough structural integrity to survive going into a deep fryer and not just disintegrating immediately. You cannot just throw some loose sugar in the deep fryer and expect results. If you want to make deep fried sugar (please don’t) you will need to use sugar cubes. I decided to make my own since the process is actually quite straightforward.
Ingredients
- Sugar
- For dredge: Egg / Flour / Cornflour / Salt
Directions
To create sugar cubes: combine regular sugar with a small amount of water and form into a small container (I used a small ramekin) and then let the sugar set overnight.
Once the sugar cube (round?) has formed, dredge into flour, then egg, then flour again. Make sure a tight seal is formed or the sugar will leak out into the fryer. Fry for approximately one minute. Be careful! The sugar inside will be molten hot, wait at least another minute before biting into this.
Well, I did it; I can now officially say that I have made and eaten fried sugar. I feel as though I am suffering from some type of existential crisis now. I mean – where do I go from here? What can I make that is literally this unhealthy? Perhaps I should just start eating salads for every meal and give up?
Cromulence: 5 Tooth Chippers out of 10
Fried Sugar Recipe From: Bart Carny (The Simpsons Season 9 – Episode 12)
In America, first you get the sugar, then you get the power, then you get the women.
To the bee-mobile!
You mean your Chevy?
…yes.
Well… at least the batter looks super crisp and delicious, I guess?
This actually did taste ok, it just felt like it was missing something like batter. What I’m saying is that I would have much preferred a donut.
Thousand times scarier than the Screamatorium of Dr. Frankmerestein.
Boo! Exit to your left.