Being the loving mother I am, I determined that store-bought doughnuts were not good enough for my precious babies! So I made my own.
That simple statement does not convey to you the intense process of getting the recipe, contacting my wiser older sister for clarification (seriously, just what is scalded milk? Why not say "simmer milk" instead?), making the dough, setting my alarm for an early morning, getting out of bed (only to realize that in the process of setting my alarm, I also reset time itself and it was actually a hour earlier), calling my sister twice more for help, seriously doubting this whole "homemaker" label, rolling, cutting, frying, covering in cinnamon sugar and finally, serving it to my loved ones.
I was not able to take a picture of the doughnuts, carefully displayed, because my family was too hungry. So here is something better: the kiddos enjoying them!
And here is a picture of what happened while attempting this simple domestic task:
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