Man-Catchin' Beignets

When my sister told her children I was moving across the country again, one of them cried for hours, and one of them threw things and asked why I bothered to move home anyway.

You might wonder how two twin baby boys born premature just three months ago can do these things. The answer is that they cannot, although they both did start rolling over within the past week.

These were two of Vanessa's children, my niece and my oldest nephew, and they are not pleased. I tell this not to inform you of my status as the best aunt, in a please-don't-move-away-again-you're-my-favorite kind of way (and less in a has-lived-more-than-three-thousand-miles-away-for-more-than-three-years kind of way), but rather as a segue into what I did this past Friday.

To dry their tears and assuage my own guilt about moving away so soon, Patrick and I went to my sister's house to teach the kids to make doughnuts. We used this recipe, which I recommend. What I do not recommend is keeping the beignets in the oven for over an hour while you finish frying the rest of them. As my oldest nephew's teeth found out, 250* can really dry out what is supposed to be a light & fluffy beignet.

A few snapshots from the evening: Best served with baby snuggles, after mac & cheese, and during a Sounders game.