The Hidden Story Behind Every Funnel Cake Sold at Jackson Homecomers

Today’s Observation: You never know which five-minute conversation will rewrite everything you thought you knew about your hometown.

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A chance encounter in a jewelry studio uncovers a true story of tradition, namely how funnel cakes became a Jackson Homecomers tradition. All because someone had the courage to step out and go first.

“My Parents Brought Funnel Cakes to Jackson”

That’s how it starts.

We’re standing in Fire & Facet Studios, looking for wedding stones, when Peter J. Sutton says,

“My parents brought funnel cakes to Jackson in 1981.”

The sentence lands quietly, changing a chance encounter to find the perfect wedding rings to something else. A serendipitous moment!

His fedora tilts just right. A silver hoop earring flashes as he turns. Fendi-style glasses frame sharp eyes that light up when he learns something new about the people in front of him.

And now, the folks from Jackson? We’re the interesting ones.

Where Stories Live

Fire & Facet sparkles like a story in progress. Light bounces off vintage brooches and modern rings. Somewhere in the back, a polishing wheel hums.

Cases overflow, not just with gems, but with memory. Antique pieces. Custom work. Heirlooms that hold decades of meaning. All sitting side by side, waiting to be noticed.

Peter doesn’t just sell jewelry. He protects stories. You hear it in his voice. New Orleans roots. A reverence for memory. An instinct to preserve.

He leans over the case and asks where we’re from.

“Jackson,” we say.

“Homecomers?” he asks. “That carnival on the square? You guys know it?”

We nod.

And one question changes everything.

Oil, Batter, and Blank Stares

Forget diamonds. We’re talking deep-fried legacy now.

Peter’s hands start painting the memory like he’s working with gemstones.

“Nobody in the Midwest knew what funnel cakes were,” he says. “My parents show up to Homecomers, oil bubbling, batter ready. And the people just stare. It’s like aliens landed.”

He laughs. We do too, at the image. UFOs in Missouri.

“No one would touch them. My parents start pushing samples. Mom sends me into the crowd, a ten-year-old, doing my best to convince folks this isn’t poison. Carnival music blaring. Corn dogs selling. Cotton candy spinning. And here we are, pouring batter into oil.”

People watch. Sniff the air. Walk away.

“Mom and Dad? They thought they’d made a huge mistake.”

Then it shifts.

“A few people come back. Word spreads. ‘Hey, did you try that thing?’ Maybe it’s the powdered sugar on some kid’s shirt. Probably mine. Or the smell cutting through the air. Whatever it was, people showed up.”

And they never stopped.

Two Kinds of Treasures

Peter adjusts a ring in the case. Same care he’d use on a family heirloom. Same energy his parents brought to every funnel cake they fried.

His family built a tradition with oil and sugar.

Now he builds meaning with gold, silver, platinum and precious gemstones.

Both crafts demand precision. Patience. The guts to face a crowd and risk hearing “no.”

“I think about it a lot,” he says. “My parents stood in that booth wondering if they blew it. But they believed in what they made. I try to do the same. Make something that lasts. Something that brings joy.”

He smiles.

“Funny how we both ended up creating treasures. Just different kinds.”

Someone Has to Go First

We walked into Fire & Facet looking for gemstones.

We walked out with a story we’ll never forget, and two beautifully crafted wedding bands we will cherish forever.

In 1981, someone took a huge risk. Bringing funnel cakes to Jackson? It changed the smell of uptown. Forever.

Food became memory.

Memory became tradition.

Tradition became identity.

Now, funnel cakes are solidified as a part of Homecomers. You can’t picture the square without the sticky sweet smell of powdered sugar floating through the air. But none of it would exist if someone hadn’t gone first.

So next time you talk to a local business owner take a minute and ask. What brought them here? Ask what they tried before it finally worked.

And when they tell you something that surprises you?

Tell me what you discovered.

Five minutes.

One story.

A whole new way of seeing your hometown.

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What do funnel cakes and custom wedding rings have in common? One Missouri jeweler connects the dots in a five-minute story about family, risk, and small-town legacy.

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Peter J. Sutton of Fire & Facet Studios shares stories through jewelry but deep-fried history leaves a legacy.

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