As a youth, I probably wouldn't have told anyone about my attempt today: to use an almost-expired container of yogurt in a cake recipe. It could have revealed I was "less than" in some way I can't exactly articulate even today. However, the world around me has evolved. Thrifting is trendy and green, and now I'm writing a full blog post about the origins of my frugality and its connection to chocolate cake.
Making, frying, and eating maple bars inevitably brings up memories of Grandma Eslinger and the family farm. It becomes an event, something to look forward to. It's a time when Justin and I reminisce about our own shared memories, and we begin building new stories together--all from a single doughnut recipe.