Donuts for Dinner
One morning last week David woke me up waving a donut recipe in my face yelling “donuts, donuts, donuts…” It was inevitable. I knew his five- day- donut- hankerin’ would get the best of him.
Of course, I have never made homemade donuts a day in my life (who does?); but I can read a recipe. Since it was really cold in the house (high 60s), the donuts had to rise in the oven for three hours. And then again for another hour after we rolled and cut them. Since necessity is the mother of invention, we used a round, plastic container, and a soda bottle top to cut out each donut. David made the glaze and topped each masterpiece as it came out of the pot.
Since it was 5 o’clock in the evening before they were all finished, we ate them for dinner. We ate, and we ate, and we ate. We ate so many donuts we thought we would barf. They were incredible! David said they tasted exactly like store bought donuts. Definitely Hot, Steamy Goodness!