One of Rick’s memories from growing up is making homemade donuts. So much so that his mom gave us a deep-fryer for a wedding gift, so that we could continue the tradition.
We don’t make donuts very often, seeing as how the mornings we have together as a family can be counted on my two hands. But we finally made donuts a few weekends ago – and Mallory LOVED them.
Back before we had our own kids, I used to bribe Shane to stay the night with the promise of donuts in the morning. Then he told grandpa to make …