LoboGunLeather
US Veteran
Even better, I remember Mom making donuts at home. Raised bread dough, circle-shaped cutters, large cast iron skillet full of hot oil, then into a paper bag with a mix of sugar and cinnamon, shake them up and put them on a plate. Big glass of milk or a cup of coffee with fresh cream so thick it was served in a bowl with a spoon.
Probably explains why both my big brother and I became cops in the following years.
Probably explains why both my big brother and I became cops in the following years.