Second off, I love donuts.
Third off, boyfriend loves donuts.
So I thought to myself, "Self, you're totally capable of doing this."
Famous last words.
It'd started off so simple, popping a hole in the middle of each biscuit. That's where the simplicity ended and the horror began.
I will add, that at this point I did not have a deep fryer. I had a pot full of oil. Very. Very. Hot oil.
Possibly too hot, because, like the average twenty-something, I do not own a thermometer.
So there I am, with raw biscuit donuts, a pot of hot oil and a head full of dreams.
Next thing I know, I have almost burned donuts, an evil cauldron of hissing, spitting lava oil, and burn wounds on my arms and hands.
The insides were still raw.
The icing, at least, was good, so I will take that from the recipe.
I might try this again now that I have an electric deep fryer with temperature control. Or I might just run down to the Krispy Kreme when the Hot light is on ;)
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| What mine looked like |
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| What hers looked like |
