A yearly tradition-
All the womenfolk from my family (mom, sisters, and sister-in-laws) get together once a year to make homemade doughnuts. Typically it is not on the actual Fausnaught Day but just whenever it suits us to get together.
This is one of those jobs that I would never tackle alone.
But with lots of help it is lots of fun.
Even the children were given a glob of dough to shape. (But their dough saw the floor enough times that their dough was not eaten!)
The final result was about 38 dozen doughnuts which were divided between the six families that helped to make them and shared with friends.
By the end of the day I felt like a grease-sodden lump of dough myself, but with doughnuts in the freezer, memories of this day will live on.
Thankfully, my day ended better than last year!
If you want to share in the fun, you can find my mom's potato doughnut recipe here.