I’m not dissing the sausages, Lord knows, nor is this any reflection on the two delightful German gents manning the ever-popular sausage stand, but maaan, those pizzas. How do they make ‘em so delightfully doughy? It’s a slightly expanded snack selection this year at the Iveagh Gardens, and a very pleasant dining environment under the trees. Cheesy pretzels were a little controversial for my tastes, though, Fringe or no Fringe. How are yizzer bellies finding this year’s fine festival fare?