Before I got preggers with V, I went crazy hoarding all the back issues of Martha Stewart Baby that I could get my baby-crazed mitts on. They're really beautiful magazines and certainly I aspired to live up to what I saw in them. But reality is that a girl could go zonkers trying to do that (though I still love to look at them). Case in point: in the Fall 2002 issue, there is a delightful picture of a couple of mini doughnuts.
They look absolutely delightful, don't they? Warm, plump cinnamon-covered delightfulness. They're baked instead of fried! They have apple in them! And wheat germ! So delicious and good for Baby! As soon as I saw it, I resolved to make them for my baby, as soon as she was old enough to eat them.
Well, I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but V's babyhood pretty much kicked me on my heiny from the beginning - and then again and again. And then once more to make sure I was paying attention. In some of the long, wakeful hours of nursing and rocking and crying and just generally not sleeping, I'd think of this recipe every so often, but it never seemed to be right the time to make it. Or I did not have the energy. Or I was losing my mind. Take your pick; any of those excuses were valid.
Yesterday, after V's nap (she actually asked to take one), we went to Kroger and got the few missing ingredients we needed and whipped up a batch. Delightful! I would like to say that they were very, very tasty.
Except that they weren't.
The dough didn't rise. If you'll look here, you can see that the yeast is not quite expired yet. I am not a completely inexperienced baker. I know how to knead dough and how not to over-knead it. I know where to let it rise and I know what it looks like when it rises.
I gave it 1.5 hours to rise instead of the one that the recipe called for. I couldn't wait anymore - it was almost time for V to go to bed.
So we rolled them out and cut them.
Spindly looking, right? Not exactly what comes to my mind when I say the word delightful.
Horrors! Seriously ugly! Poor, pathetic little "doughnuts!" We ate a couple of the tops off the holes and tossed the rest. Like a ton of bricks, they were. I did bake them a tad too long - but for several minutes less than the recipe called for.
But I'm not giving up. Today we're going to try again, using this recipe from Tartelette. Now those look delightful. I'll let you know how it goes. Oh, and if you really want to try Martha's recipe (or just look at it in wonderment like I've been doing for the past half hour), you can do that here. If you make it, please let me know. I would love to know if it works for someone other than Martha.