Ah, the magic of hot oil. Behold the mysterious transformation from this:
to this:
I could prevaricate and claim that these fried bit of pumpkin and spice goodness were inspired by the end of Spring Break,
or the completion of the houses for the kindergarten quilt,
or the need to share a bit of donut-y goodness with one's friends and neighbors.
But really, the only excuse I needed was the sweet request by Big E, a cup of good coffee, and a bottle of oil. I'm easy that way.