The last two Sunday’s we’ve needed to take out the trash. We walk our trash about a block to a central neighborhood trash barrel. David has been the one to take the trash out and both Sunday’s a young lady set-up shop on the way to the trash barrel and has lured David to her booth with the smell of beignets frying.
These are basically balls of bread dough fried. They aren’t sweet or salty, just bread like. David has purchased some, brought them back and sprinkled powdered sugar over the tops of them. The boys really enjoy eating them!
No Krispy Kreme or Dunkin’ Donuts, but we have this young lady on the side of the road.