Childhood Memories and Homemade Donuts

I miss my kitchen.  I know, call me crazy, but I do.  In the midst of this new adventure I've lost my time with my beloved kitchen.  It's a material thing but still, I long for it on days when I just want to be comfortable in my own skin and conquer something successfully.  (Don't get me wrong, I mess up recipes all the time, it's the journey that I enjoy as well as the end result!)

For a year or so I've wanted to make The Pioneer Woman's homemade donuts.  But the recipe was intimidating due to the fact that it spanned over two days!  I decided I'd jump right in this weekend!  You can find the recipe by clicking this link.

Saturday morning I awoke feeling domestic, ok not super domestic but my house really needed cleaned since I'm holding an appointment here this week!  I started cleaning, and pulled out the cookbook mid morning! I should have pulled the cookbook out first thing!

The dough has to rise in the refrigerator for 8-12 hours. My plan was to get up early on Sunday morning at 6:00 am and set the dough out to rise for an 1 1/2 hours in hopes to have them made to take to Sunday school class.  That didn't occur.  Why you wonder, well I forgot to set my alarm.  Also the recipe calls for the cut out donuts to rise for another 1 1/2 hours.  They wouldn't have been ready in time for Sunday school.

As soon as I arrived home from church, I took the very lovely dough and rolled it out!  It really was a nice texture and rolled out quite nicely!  Then I fired up the gas fireplace so they would rise nicely! Our house retains the cooler temperatures and I didn't want them to fail now!

I think the reason I wanted to try this recipe so much isn't because I love donuts a great deal, but because it took me back to my childhood.  I recall when I was about 7 making homemade donuts with my Mother and sister Elizabeth.  I fried the donuts in the exact same cast iron skillet that we did on that day so many years ago.  Just alittle history with our 4 cups of fat to fry them in for good measure! :)  

Once we finished frying them, we smothered in them in glaze.  I must admit they were pretty tasty and they allowed me to bond with my old friend the kitchen once again.  Now I need go, because I hear a donut calling my name!

Happy Fall!

Julie