I couldn't wait any longer, not one more minute. I had to make these donuts last night. I'd been dragging the recipe around from a magazine insert, salivating from dusk to dawn. The madness had to end. And such delectable madness they were. I still think the buttermilk maple are my favorite, but there's room in my heart for more than one toroid. (I only know the word toroid from my crossword puzzle obsession; it means donut shaped.) The recipe and pic came from Home Made Simple, link below.
And now that you're here, can you do me a quick favor? Vote for my French's recipe one more time. There's just a few days left, so don't forget to vote every 24 hours. I'm hoping to become a finalist so I can get a trip to NYC.
I'm off to class, running a little late as usual. Tonight my students are analyzing the film Sense and Sensibility, looking for characteristics of the Age of Reason and the Romantic Era. Should be fun for all my Jane Austen fans.
I'll be back tomorrow with that hearty beef stew with cider for Halloween.
See you then.