The Making of Mini-Donuts

These past few weekends I've taken on a second job in an effort to raise money for my migration to the West coast.

Welcome to the world of Mini-donuts and midgets; caramel apples and Carnies; freaks and funnel cake.

Yes, this is the netherworld I've chosen to enter for the summer.

The head of this operation, or GRK Inc is my uncle Phil.

Just look at the rides in the backgroud that somehow make him look like a carnie propheteer!

I must say that although it's hard work and grueling hours- I worked 30 hours with little more than 1/2 hour break each day over the course of 2 1/2 days- but the money is pretty good. Hence the altername for my uncle's enterprise. GRK= Get Rich Kwik.

Here my cousin Jenna demonstrates the magic that is mini-donut making.

Look at all that glorious, fattening oil! It takes the donutes less than 2 minutes to fully cook. Truthfully, i've lost my appetite for them just seeing at how they are made. I can't handle watching food take in absorbitant amounts of grease.

But of course there's the saving grace of the special ingredients: Love and sunshine. :)

I finally and skillfully mastered the atr of making funnel cakes.

I was even given "Superstar" status by my uncle come me second weekend.

Just look at the perfection in this cake. It's like Ambrosia for Carnies. It will make you live forever- or die prematurely from clogged atreries. Results aren't in on that yet.





I even got to go to Hibbing to see my best friend's nieces, Kristen, Shauna, Mallorie, and Kacey (not pictured). You can tell this pic was taken towards the end of a 14 hour day. I look quite baked myself.

At least I won't have to submit to all my carnie cravings at the upcoming State Fair. I think I've satisfied most of them this summer already.