For every German the Ferris Wheel and Pommes (French Fries) go together and bring back childhood memories.
When the fair was in town and we watched them set up the rides, the Ferris Wheel always had something magic. Every summer the fair was in town for 2 weeks, bumper cars, shooting galleries, food of all sorts and of course bratwurst and French fries (Pommes) were to be had.
This is the Tennessee version with beautiful views of the Smoky Mountains every time we hit the top
Pommes, derived from “pommes de Terre” or apples of the earth, is what french fries are called in Europe. Interestingly enough there is a shop right next to the Ferris Wheel who sells just that. Sausage and French fries or Bratwurst and Pommes.
Poynor, the gentleman who owns and runs the restaurant, spent his childhood in Germany as an Army Brat and never forgot the food, or at least the French fries, bratwurst and rolls. According to his wife he spent endless hours and days on the internet until he had all the ingredients together to start the restaurant.