My post last year about the Big E is my favourite ever post for this blog. If you haven't read it yet, read it. If you have, read it again.
I don't have much to add to that thorough guide except I am sorry to report that the singing animatronic dairy products are still there, ready to inhabit your worst nightmares.
On a much better note, the pumpkin pie & graham central station ice creams are also still available, with hot fudge, in the Connecticut building.
Somehow, I escaped without eating anything fried, on a stick, or fried & on a stick. But I am compelled to report that this is a thing that exists: