Okay, so I finally got around to my donuts. (Pictures will be whenever the heck my phone gets around to uploading them. )
The dough came together beautifully in a large ball of sticky goo. It gets rolled out in snakes like play doh, only in greased plastic wrap. Too stick for much else and unless you want to grease your counter and yourself enough to enter a pig wrastlin' contest, I suggest following the directions and sticking with the plastic wrap. It is pretty tricky at first, but I got the hang of it by the end. You roll it into snake, then cut it up. I made mine all into holes. I find the idea of bothering to shape it into actual donut rings pointless and stupid. Waste of time and energy when I could be getting them into me faster. Then just let them raise half an hour, fry 1 minute each side (mine were pretty lumpy and self flipped every few seconds about half the time ) then throw into the glaze. Bam. Donuts!
So I fried 8 at a time, because that is what reasonably fit in my deep fryer without over crowding it. The first 8 were gone before they were anything approaching cool enough for a sane person to eat. So were the second 8. Remember how I said I could eat them til I was sick? Yeah... apparently being 35 doesn't make you smart enough not to do stupid stuff like that. So worth it. They were every bit as amazing and divine and perfect as when she made them. I almost cried a little at my first one... then I just started popping them in like a crazy person.
So again, light... fluffy... bakery style donuts that melt in your mouth and will make you forget gluten ever existed. Hmmmm.... maybe another trip to the kitchen is in order before bed. Just. One. More. I swear.