A blanket of powdered sugar
falls over the golden latticework of deep fried dough. A dollop of
strawberries followed by a splash of chocolate syrup tops off what many
carnival and boardwalk goers consider the ultimate sweet treat. The
Pennsylvania Dutch refer to it as “drechter kuche.” Those
living along the East Coast, however, know it as the funnel cake.
“It’s reputed to be a Pennsylvania German midmorning snack
that the farmers’ wives made for them,” says Frank Wilmer,
the stout, white-haired, self-proclaimed Funnel Cake King and owner of
Apple Frankie Funnel Cakes in Schwenksville, Penn. “For
me,” Wilmer pauses, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously,
“Well, it’s my bliss.”
Wilmer began selling funnel cakes in 1976, after his wife Jane, a
member of the Goshenhoppen Historical Society, made the fried,
waffle-like snack at the historical society’s benefit picnic. At
the time Wilmer, who possesses a bachelor’s degree in
anthropology from Temple University, was working as a salesman and
searching for a new career. Impressed by the popularity of funnel cakes
and their low production cost, Wilmer invested $100 in equipment and
ingredients, quit his dreaded sales job and embarked on a new life as a
carnival food vendor or, as those employed in the field call
themselves, a “carnie.” He has never looked back.

Over the years Wilmer has sold Apple Frankie’s Funnel Cakes on
the boardwalks of Cape May, Ocean City and Wildwood, New Jersey and at
outdoor events up and down the East Coast, including New Jersey’s
Reddington Balloon Festival. He also has made the sugar-dusted treat in
far-flung locations, such as at a Greenpeace concert in New Zealand and
in thatch-roofed huts in Belize.
When winter approaches, Wilmer does not sit back, relax and wait for
work to commence again in the spring. Instead he and his wife Jane
journey south with a truck full of equipment and a work schedule filled
with festivals and fairs. Wilmer does not embrace idle time, especially
when there are funnel cakes to be sold.
Not once in Wilmer’s long, prosperous career has his enthusiasm
for his product waned. “I like to think of funnel cakes as a
wholesome food, far better than a hot dog or other standard carnie
faire,” he says.
To create a funnel cake, Wilmer whips together a batter of fresh eggs,
milk, flour, brown sugar, vanilla and baking powder, which he then
drizzles in a circular pattern inside a deep fryer. At this stage the
batter appears pasty and sloppy, to Wilmer like “a donut
that’s had a rough life.”
Forty seconds later, with each side fried golden brown, it looks like
“perfection.” Using tongs, Wilmer places the cake on a
plate, sprinkles it with powder sugar, suggests an additional,
complimentary topping of strawberries, apples or chocolate syrup and
then serves it to an eager customer. The cost for this wholesome
goodness? Five dollars.

In spite of his ardor for this delectable, crowd-pleasing food, Wilmer
has contemplated giving up the life of a traveling food vendor. In the
spring of 2003 he declared on National Public Radio’s “All
Things Considered” that, having reached the age of 60, he
intended on hanging up his apron, handing the business over to his son
Cody and retiring to the Florida Keys. Yet, two years after this
announcement, Wilmer remains at the core of Apple Frankie’s,
working such 2005 summer events as the Toms River Festival in Toms
River, New Jersey and the Virginia Wine Festival near Winchester,
Virginia.
As for why, at 62, the Funnel Cake King shows no interest in abdicating
the throne, his 27-year-old son believes that it is the love of being
out on the road, of creating and selling a product that he adores.
“Besides, Apple Frankie’s without Frank would be like
Martha Stewart Living without Martha. You just can’t separate the
brand from the person. Without Frank there is no Apple
Frankie’s,” Cody concludes
The elder Wilmer offers a slightly different explanation. After almost
30 years of running his own business and being in the public’s
eye he believes that he would be lost without Apple Frankie’s
Funnel Cakes. For him there is nothing that holds his interest as
greatly.
“Like I said, we all have to find our bliss. Funnel cakes just
happen to be mine.” He then adds with a smile, “If everyone
could be so lucky.”