There comes a time every summer when my family stuffs their swimsuits and sunscreen in an overnight bag, hops in the car, and drives three hours to Wildwood, on the Jersey Shore. So deeply treasured is this tradition that even all three of my cats have been to Wildwood.
While we spend most of our time lounging on the sand or splashing around in the ocean, what I really look forward to on our annual trips is the boardwalk. This bustling hive of activity is a rainbow of T-shirt stands and blinking neon signs advertising funnel cakes, roller coasters, and ski-ball, the occasional ding ding ding of an arcade game signaling a win, and kids whizzing past the crowds on bikes. Amid this mess of color and sound is some of the most legendary food in the country — the notoriously greasy, fried, and utterly delicious boardwalk snacks.