Saturday night decadent delight...Rebecca treated us to her airy on the inside, crispy on the outside homemade doughnuts which we proceeded to roll in cinnamon sugar, dip in chocolate ganache, spread with homemade jam and stuff in our mouths. I don't know why it took us so long to try our hand at doughnuts. My Gramma was a doughnut maker. Her floured hands were always in some sort of dough that she baked, boiled or fried into sweet, everlasting memories.