I had unfairly high hopes for the Apple Wallup, Novelle's latest spin on apple sweetness.
First, I was swayed by the name. Best as I can tell, a wallup was not a nineteenth-century New England dessert, but it sure sounds like something that would hit the table after the johnnycakes were polished off and the cobbler was drunk.
What Wallup means at the Puyallup Fair is a pad of baked dough topped with apples and cinnamon and dusted with powdered sugar. But it takes a very long time to prepare (at least by fair standards: My order was probably delivered within 10 minutes), which fed my unfounded expectations for something superlative.
Having sampled the Wallup, "superlative" probably isn't the word I'd use to describe it: The Wallup tastes very much like pita bread smeared with applesauce. I didn't shell out the extra buck for ice cream, so it's possible I didn't have the ideal Wallup experience, but I'd still send apple-craving fairgoers up the Midway for slippery apple fries.