Dare I say these are the Peruvian version of funnel cake? That would be foodie blasphemy worthy of a spanking. Now you are wondering if I did that on purpose.
A picaronera was the nice lady who stood behind a food stand making these fritters. She would be at almost all school events and holidays frying these fresh for all of us.
I grew up in foodie valhalla. In what I still believe to be a not-so-distant past, it was a mythological and supernatural era where farmers markets were the norm and the processed foods of the giant evil grocers were a mere futuristic wife’s tale.
Lima, Peru in the 1980s was a land of fresh seafood, exotic fruits, the traveling egg and milkman, home cooked meals, and streets [...]