San Diego Engagment Photos: Swap Meet Sneak Peek Style

I recently had the pleasure of trying something new. Something evil. Something bad. Something fantastic. A little something called a “Corn Brat”. I had never considered such an awesome thing. How did I come upon this little cornbread fried deliciousness you ask? As the March Hare and Mad Hatter would say: “Start at the beginning. And when you come to the end — stop.” Well, I’m not actually going to do that.  I’m not going to explain how Drew, Heather and I had come be at the Swap Meet to do engagement photos. Nor will I speak of our final display of purchased goods. Instead, I will jump to the middle and speak of red-blooded American bad food choices.

As we wandered the Swap Meet Drew queried whether I’d ever had a “Corn Brat”. I didn’t even know what it was, so the answer was no. Heather quickly explained that it’s a corndog with a bratwurst instead of hotdog. They both then spoke of a stand that made these hand-dipped, special-cornbread battered items of tastiness. Drew then went one step further and asked if I wanted to one. I quickly answered that I would be a fool to turn down that offer and not try them. Because what red-blooded American wouldn’t want to try that goodness? Drew looked at me and deadpans, “Good. That was a test to make sure you weren’t Al Qaeda.”

We then proceeded to the stand that makes these marriages of cornbread and sausage on a stick. As we stood before the stand I realized, as I watched the mounting giddiness from Drew and Heather, that nothing says true love like a CornBrat. Nothing.

~J

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