Is it strange and insane that I am craving these right now and would consider making them (which involves standing over boiling oil) in this out of control heat?! Maybe no stranger or more insane than the fact that the one and only thing I wanted for lunch today (and did, in fact eat) was a large spicy and temperature-hot bowl of ramen (purchased form a pizza place, I might add). I don’t even like spicy food, well, can’t handle it most of the time, yet, I could not slurp up the curly noodles fast enough even though my mouth was on fire, my nose was running, and it was only minutes before that my head felt like a popsicle melting in the 93 degree heat.
Hmm, where was I? Oh, I love churros. Even the “gross” ones (I don’t really believe that) from Six Flags-type places. I wish those Churro ladies at 96th street would be there in summer (I mean, not everyone wants coconut ices).
Anyway…I want churro balls.