Saturday noodles and other topics of interest.

First and foremost, since Sam is still in bed — and sound asleep — I’d like to take this opportunity to wish myself a very happy wedding anniversary. Sam and I are the perfect match. We met in 2002, got married in 2006 and WE’VE NEVER HAD AN ARGUMENT.

Last night Sam and I discussed a celebration lunch at Royal China in Dallas because they have terrific food and we also love the Noodle Dude’s floor show (see below), which includes swinging huge ribbons of dough all over the dining room. I’m actually hungry enough to go RIGHT NOW, but the sun isn’t up yet and I’d be there six hours early. Maybe I’ll just get a yogurt from the refrigerator.

A few days ago the grand prize winners were announced for this year’s Big Tex Choice Awards — the Texas State Fair’s annual fried food competition (see my post from August 31). Allan Weiss took home the Best Taste title with his Fried Buffalo Chicken in a Flapjack — blecch! — and Justin Martinez won Most Creative for his Deep-Fried Bubble Gum (see photo below). According to several judges the latter was sticky, stringy, stretchy, nauseatingly sweet, inedible to anybody older than six and altogether GROSS. Apparently it’s acceptable for Most Creative also to be Most Disgusting. Personally, I think Deep-Fried Bubble Gum looks like My Little Pony poop. (Sorry, Hasbro.)

I’m diabetic. Next year maybe somebody will invent Deep Fried Splenda for the insulin crowd.

I think I’ll sneak back into bed now and annoy Sam for a couple of hours. More later.