Every winter the ladies of my family get together to make doughnuts. And usually I chronicle the day's events here at Home Joys.
This year Mariann Martin, a writer for the small-town paper near my parent's home, joined us for doughnut day. After writing an article about our doughnut day for the paper, she shared all her extra photos with me and gave permission to share them here at Home Joys.
When looking through her photos, I was struck by the different perspective of her photos. In other words, I was in the photos.
Are we working or talking?
We made glazed doughnuts, cream-filled doughnuts, and glazed apple fritters.
We had enough help that someone was always available to hold the babies. The older grandsons spent most of the afternoon in the haymow, only showing up when they heard the doughnuts were ready to sample.
The future doughnut makers - on the left my sister holds my baby and on the right my sister-in-law holds her daughter.
Mom and I discuss the merits of various types of custard for filled doughnuts.
There is no elegant way to eat a hot, dripping, glazed doughnut when you know someone is in the kitchen with a camera.
And yes, the doughnuts passed the quality-control test.
Thanks Mariann, for sharing your photos and joining us for the afternoon.
To read more on past doughnut days...
Mom's doughnut recipe - we have used the same recipe for over 30 years.
Apple fritter recipe - the new favorite
What happens when your memory fries on doughnut day