It's Karneval time here in Germany and these are made just for a few weeks around this time. They vary from baker to baker but are always delicious - deep-fried doughnut puffs filled with creamy vanilla custard. They are so light and yet so fattening, so evil and yet so moreish. I bought 10 (bad decision), only 9 made the journey from bag to plate and I dread to think how many there will be when Stuart gets home this evening. It's like one of those old-fashioned murder mysteries where people are getting killed off all the time. And then there were two...
This is exactly the kind of thing I would do. Thanks, Barbara, for stopping by my blog and commenting. I look forward to reading more!
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