Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Fasnacht Day...aka...DONUTS!!!

This morning, Audrey woke me up at 3 am and she didnt go back to bed until 6am, so I came downstairs with a bit of delirium and lots of time on my hands. So at 6:55 am, I decided to go to the grocery store and get yeast to make Fasnachts!
What are Fasnachts???  You arent from Pennsylvania if you dont know the answer to this.
According to wikipedia:
The word Fastnacht originates from the German words Fast, an adverb meaning almost or nearly, and Nacht, meaning night, eve, indicating the eve of the traditional Lenten fasting period observed by many Christian denominations. It is the equivalent celebration to Mardi Gras or Carnevale.
Fasnacht, sometimes spelled Fastnacht or Faschnacht or Fosnot or Fosnaught is an English name for a fried doughnut served traditionally in the days of Carnival / Fastnacht or on (Shrove Tuesday), the day before Lent starts. Fasnachts were made as a way to empty the pantry of lard, sugar, fat, and butter, which were traditionally fasted from during Lent.

I remember being a young girl and my neighbor Theresa would make fasnachts.  They were square and I think she just shook sugar on them.  THEY WERE NOT DONUTS with holes or filling like I see schlept at the stores! I had two people with those in their hands in the line in front of me....nope, they were wrong.
So, I came home and started "THE DOUGH".

An hour later, once it had risen, Audrey and I set out cutting out or squares. I have to say she was a natural at pounding out the dough and folding it!

 



 I thunked the dough  into....wait for it.....our DEEPFRYER.




I had to dig the deep fryer out of the back of the cabinet on top of the refrigerator just an FYI.
It was so worth the dig! Yes, yes, it was!
This being my first time working with yeast and making dough could have been an epic fail...but it wasnt.
I made a light glaze with powered sugar and hot water to toss them in and them shook some sugar on them.
The kiddo loved them, and I just sent 2 dozen off with my husband.  They cant stay here...or I will eat every single one!!!
Gude Mariye!


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