If we're lucky, it happens once a year. It's a phenomenon. It's incredible. We should declare it to be our own family holiday. Several pounds (five to be exact) of delicious fresh dough straight from Framingham Bakery, fried by Donnie and Mal Mac themselves...and it becomes THE MOST delicious "dinner" you will ever eat. Piece after gooey, piece of fresh fried dough whipped up by the 'rents, smothered in butter with your garnish of choice...cinnamon sugar? powdered sugar? Whatever your little heart desires my parents will have. We eat until we can eat no more...and then get one or two last pieces in. Even Bentley liked it!! Or, maybe I should say OF COURSE Bentley liked it! It's a fun, delicious, family 'tradition' dinner that we do every so often...and mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmm IT IS DAMNNNNNNNNNNNN GOOD!
He was distracted from his fried dough by 'the wave'...with his spoons as accessories...
He had fun playing with Daddy after dinner...
Then he discovered a door stopper and pulled it apart...but don't worry, Hurley sat guard...
The lil man was SO tired after dinner, he got comfy in his jammies and enjoyed a na-night bottle with Grampy...
My mouth is already watering for more dough, MORE DOUGH, MORE DOUGH!!
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