In awe, I watched Norman slather the soft, fluffy pillows of freshly fried dough with a thick layer of Nutella and dusted it with powdered sugar. Piece by piece, I ate through an entire Indian fry bread and savored every bite of the warm chewy goodness. I had walked around the park twice to find this stand. Out of breath and $8 poorer, it was completely worth it. It was Stormin’ Norman’s.
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