County cuisine. Fair fare. Good old-fashioned carnie cookin’. Whatever you call it, you must know the gut-busting glory of fairground food, especially if you’ve been to our very own Great Allentown Fair.

This year, I resolved to devour at least one outrageous item, be it on a plate, a stick, or my figurative deathbed. I found my object of diet-ruining desire at a relatively modest stand. One Krispy Kreme donut. Cheese. Bacon. A burger patty. All on top of another Krispy Kreme donut. The Luther burger, like Lex to a nutritionist’s Superman, weighs in at about 1,000 calories, and it would be mine.

My burger barely took up a medium paper plate, but good, greasy things come in small packages. The first mouthful, a combination of sticky sweet donut, crisp bacon, melted cheese, and tender beef, proved that sentiment through and through. When all that remained was a puddle of drippings and oh-so-lickable icing on my fingertips, I only had one thing to say: “Where can we get some fries?”