What Löki Did This Past Sunday

It's Spelled D O U G H N U T S

I swear, Dunkin' Donuts has made the entire US populous illiterate.

First off, it's spelled d-o-u-g-h-n-u-t-s. They're made from dough.

Secondly, wow. They are delicious. Especially when homemade and eaten in lieu of a balanced dinner.

So, why did I make Doughnuts for Dinner (if you are looking for a good recipe, try Alton Brown's recipe [link], you just may need to add more flour)?

Well, for many reasons, the least of which was to celebrate the close of the 2009 tax year.

Living abroad is exciting and gut wrenching. There are days when you cannot wait to try another type of qutab or you think having to walk a quarter of a mile for your water is quaint.

Then there are the days you miss home. You miss the corner Kaladi Brothers and you want a Dino's Donut (doughnut) so bad you can taste it.

On days like that, the best remedy is to call together a group of friends and try a little kitchen experimentation. Almost any can be made from scratch and even if it fails miserably, it probably will hit that homesickness spot.

Our doughnuts definitely did that.

Ridin' the Peak

Wow. This has been a fantastic week.

Why? I have no idea.

Nothing really special has happened. I haven't done anything amazing. I mean, besides being me.

Really, I am just having a wicked sweet week.

This happens. Peace Corps is full of highs and lows. Peaks and valleys. Some days are unbelievably wonderful. Some days are so low you couldn't imagine getting any deeper underground.

For me, its the start of summer. Its the start of projects (Youth Development really gears up when school is out). Its the completion of a Small Projects Assistance (SPA) grant.

Things just are riding high.

Note: The picture is of my father and several Azerbaijani friends of mine walking around in Sheki.