I think when I get into town today I'm going to pick up a rubber snake and put it on the roof for my woodpecker friend and see what he thinks about that.
Lordy, lordy memories!!! I can remember one night when I was about 16...I wanted some donuts...Mother said well make them and they all went to bed. couldn't find the recipe for raised yeast donuts...so I started a batch of cake donuts....about halfway through...I found the other recipe.... When they got up in the morning....as I was going to bed....it looked like a bakery...cake donuts, raised donuts, crème filled donuts, jelly donuts, glazed donuts, frosted donuts....trays of them all over the kitchen.
good grief yiddle!! And how many of em did you eat? Or were you sick of lookin at em by the time you got em done? When I was a teenager, I worked at a bakery inside a grocery store. After a couple weeks there I got so sick of even the smell of donuts, It was a good 10 or 15 years before I could bring myself to eat a donut. I'm well over that now
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