You want our Fry Daddy? I've used it twice in the last six years.

Part of the reason I need to learn to make my own is to get some use out of our fryer.

Right now, it's just gathering dust.

Bear in mind that I never had a donut that wasn't from Krispy Kreme until I was 18. So to me they're what a donut is supposed to taste like, and the others are all too heavy and dense, even when they taste OK. Which is not to say I don't eat and enjoy the chocolate Top Pot donuts the local Starbucks has, only that they're not quite real donuts to me because they don't melt in my mouth.

But I do think Texas/Oklahoma barbeque is quite good, because cow is good eatin'

I'll be tolerant enough to concede that, and even that the sweet KC-style sauce matches well with the heavier flavor of beef. But pig is better eatin'. Pulled pork, ham, bacon...mmmm....

Christopher just said, "Mommy, what does 'take over the world' mean?"

Heh! You might want to make sure he gets plenty of cupcakes, so he'll think well of you when he's Fullfilled his Destiny.

Stephanie, it's on the right if you're headed toward Chapel Hill. Kind of a tumbledown barn looking place, as if it'd been there for a zillion years, which I think it has. Best BBQ ever.

Stop making me want doughnuts.

But pig is better eatin'. Pulled pork, ham, bacon...mmmm....

standing in the pig corner with Susan

Probably has to do with our Alabama roots, but I completely agree with you. Pig is tasty.

cupcakes are merely delivery systems for the frosting

This is Franny's opinion. She considers the cupcake to be a plate.

Won't eat them now. The sugar crash would be so hard, I'd probably dent the floor.

I have had a Krispy Kreme hot from the line once. The sugar vaporized as soon as it hit my mouth; my eyes dilated, my heart sped up, and I apparently became a touch hyper and incoherent. No more KKs for me.

I have realized that I like my own buttercreams better than those at Cupcake Royale

Yours are a touch better, but Cupcake Royale is somewhat closer for Pete to go to and get me a 'you will feel better tomorrow' treat.

I wonder if one of those is a place some friends swore by. Really rustic meat & three type place. Just rough benches and picnic tables. You didn't "order" anything , you ate what they served you The meal might vary a little in terms of whether you got collard greens or green beans and what kind of cobbler or dessert you got, but it was basically bbq, mashed potatos, corn on the cob, some bacon grease cooked veggie, biscuits, gravy and sweet tea.

I went there once. I mainly remember the corn and the biscuits.

A Fry Daddy?

What is this thing? It sounds fabulous. I love Things That Are Fried.