So, the Pressure’s made some donuts this morning. Home made donuts. Well, I suppose more like “fried dough strips” since making them with holes and all wouldn’t be slackful.
Someone else donated three pounds of sausage and a few dozen eggs to the party. So, for the second day in a row, we served a bunch of people food.
Now, the donuts (or whatevers) were the best donuts evar. Nothing like pulling something out of hot oil and covering it with homemade jelly and popping it in your mouth.
We even had a Cuthulu show up, which was promptly dispached by the good pastor.
