My mini donuts.
I make mini food, most of my mini foods are from my childhood memories. I grew up in a smaller 'farm' town. These are my donuts. This is my donut story. As a kid, my school once had a field trip to the local donut shop to learn how things were made, a live version of how it's made before that show became a real TV show. The early 90s in a small 'farm' town was very nice. It was simple and run by the generation who knew of a simple life makes easy life. This particular shop was run by a married couple who were already older than my grandparents or maybe they were the same age, I do not remember which was which. There's an old franchise of a donut store long gone, which is terribly sad because they made the best of the best donuts around and they kept them simple. No flashy ingredients, No flashy advertisement, No flashy shop, and flashy decore. Just simple, everything. This chain was called Spudnut and they did have smaller cake donuts called spuddies. This donut was made with lots of love but yes as it is in their name spud nut or spuddies they all were made with potato flour. Then a simple frosting only 3 choices, glazed, chocolate, and strawberry. The spuddies were cake donuts but made with the same flour. They had chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, plain with glaze, plain with strawberry, blueberry with glaze, maple supddie with maple frosting and some were even twisted with glaze. Then they had regular plane donut holes with glaze. They then would make something called a long john, yes not bar, not the long underwear you wear in wintertime. I have no idea why they called them long johns. They were Boston cream filling, topped off with chocolate, strawberry, or glazed, they only seemed to sell chocolate long johns. They did have a small drink menu too. Coffee regular or decade, orange juice, and milk chocolate, regular or strawberry. This donut shop in my home town was in a very neat building that is not in popularity of design anymore. It was an A-frame building the roof did not come directly to the ground as I remember. The booths were simple all one color, red and brown, or that once red wooden booth now faded to that coral with dings and obvious use of where people sat for many years. The menu was just small with those plastic slide letters, Spudnuts, Spuddies, and their drinks and the prices. They had a drive-up window, I think only one.
Simple. And they were busy every day. I wanted to live this life as a donut cafe person. I wanted to keep their tradition when they decided it was time to pass the donut wand on to someone else. I got older then there was word they were going to close it down, no one to pass that donut wand onto. I realized I could not continue the simple spudnut dream. It took more money than I ever knew. No one, was going to help me even though I express this though, or so I thought I did? I was afraid of what was next. Then it was not so bad a few people of my age or older bought it and kept the simple donut life alive for a while a good while. Then years went on and they shut the doors. I was sad once again. I still wanted to bake there and make spudnuts and spuddies in the morning and simple sandwiches at noon. Then I went home in the year of 2020 and it was now owned by someone new. I did not even want to look at the now new eyesore. Big flashy signs, big flashy YELLOW everything, Chinese donuts. What the😬is a Chinese donut. pre-made crap. prefab crap? 😟That yellow is not happy, Those flashy big signs are not happy. They are sadness overload. 😥
Spundut a simple donut. that you get up at 2am start your machines, add in all the ingredients, and let them rise twice! Then bake or fried, I don't remember if they fried them. I just was fascinated with the donut mixing pots and the donut cutter.
Since because I do not have the funds to run my dream donut shop. I make the donuts I remember. My cream-filled ones are round it was the next best ones I found as an adult, long johns, are long gone.
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