Since we had oil left from the Cristos, my mom insisted on making beignets that night, too. Healthiest dinner ever, obviously.
We made them from a mix up north, but she wanted to try the recipe from the dessert cookbook which is pretty much from scratch.
My first beignet experience was on a trip with one of my best friends and his mom. We went to Disneyland before he left for the Navy. His mom had us try these decadent desserts at the Jazz Kitchen in Downtown Disney. They came in a paper bag, piping hot with a cup of powdered sugar dumped inside. These doughnuts were pure proof that the French always know what they're doing when it comes to food. Hate to say it, but way better than any American doughnut I've tried (sorry Krispy Kreme, you're up there!)
First we mixed the dough using a dough hook. Then let it rise.
Next we cut it into hearts. We were supposed to use a Mickey cookie cutter, but we didn't have one. I'm pretty embarrassed by this. We consider ourselves some of the biggest Disney fans on the planet. We even have a Mickey pancake mold and a Minnie toast press. :/ Birthday present?
Let it rise some more. We were up pretty late.
Finally it's time to fry. "Until golden brown on each side."
Then dust with powdered sugar.
You really must eat these as soon as they're out of the skillet. They don't taste half as good once they're cooled.
Belle laid on her bowl and pouted because we were baking and not sharing.
Look at those eyes.
Mom gave in, she got to try one.
98 Left!
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