Doughnuts have something of a hallowed place in our family history. Mom and Dad would never let us eat something so decadent on a regular basis, but it was our tradition to stop for warm drinks and a few doughnut holes before every long car trip. Maggy and I would always gobble ours in 30 seconds, but somehow Dad would make his last forever. (So annoying!)
As local, family-owned doughnut shops have been eaten up by national chains, doughnut quality has plummeted, so I tried my hand at making them from scratch. Along the way I discovered that making doughnut holes is a lot easier than doughnuts–no rolling pin necessary, no special tools, no big pot of frying oil, and they’re always warm and fresh.
Mom stole my Warm Cinnamon Doughnut Hole recipe for her post a couple of weeks ago. (That’s OK Mom, Lord knows Maggy and I have borrowed a few of yours.) If you didn’t catch it the recipe first time around, here’s the link.