In honor of Grandma, the kids and I baked fastnachts (donuts) today. It's tradition in our family to eat them (as well as raise cakes, which I didn't bake) the day before Lent. I pulled out her recipe this morning, and realized it called for 11 cups of flour!!! I quickly halved the recipe and still ended up with more than we could ever eat, as you can see.
I used the bread machine to do the kneading, then left the dough to rise. Grandma's instructions say to let it rise for four hours OR overnight. Well, I didn't start early enough, so they rose for about 2 hours before we cut them into donut shapes. We then let those rise for over 3 hours.
Somehow I ended up with Grandma's deep frier (credit that to my mom, who saves everything!) I plugged it in and got ready to fry up these donuts. All of a sudden, however, a strange odor penetrated the room. I looked over and saw the frier was SMOKING!! I could smell burning plastic - I discovered that smell earlier this week when I placed my plastic mug on the burner - so I quickly unplugged it and went to "plan B." All of the oil was poured into my regular frying pan, and I used my oven thermometer to get it to 375 degrees.
We ended up with a TON of delicious donuts. My favorite way to enjoy them is to coat them in confectioner's sugar, but we also served them with cinnamon sugar, karo syrup, and jelly. I lost count of how many the boys (and I) had. It is Fat Tuesday, after all.