The Fried Dough Ho

Today is my 46th birthday. And what a huge celebration of fried dough it has been; from bacon beignets to homemade pączki all of which I’ll be writing up over the next few days, but yesterday (Memorial Day), I threw a barbecue and invited a bunch of friends to grill meats, share wine, and join in my attempt at frying my first dough.

But I want to acknowledge a very special call-out to Lisa, my Best Foodie Friend. As a complete surprise she managed to find a giant doughnut from Bob’s Donut and Pastry Shop here in San Francisco. It was bedecked with candles and came complete with the requisite singing of the birthday song. It was hilarious as simultaneous chomps were taken by as many who could get around and get their lips wrapped around it.

It was a tremendous party, made all that much more special by all the friends who were able to attend. It was a potluck and Lisa knew there was to be a bounty of desserts, but still it was all that much more heartwarming that my very dear friend had the brainstorm to acquire a symbol of my obsession. Thank you all and thank you again, my beloved Lisa, for making it such a special day.

I have been a crafts person for the bulk of my life. As a kid, I used to macrame licorice whips together, using gumdrops as beads, to make bracelets. I have worked in clay and textiles and metal (my somewhat chosen profession). Although now, in the 21st Century, it is no longer called a “crafts culture” but DIY, or Do It Yourself. And among the DIY culture, there are few doughnut-obsessed artists like myself. The photo above is by a knitter named Kat. I like the variable colors and the “jelly” that comes out of the filled doughnut. And she is provides the knitting instructions on how to knit some yourself.

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