One of my February vacation adventures with my son was a trip to the farm. I had a lovely visit with the three lovely ladies who live there, and we shared a delicious lunch together!
Until this visit, I had not had a homemade dough boy. Well, by homemade, I mean made at someone’s house. Yes, I’ve had fried dough at fairs and festivals, but never as part of a meal. This was a real treat!
As we began to enjoy our lunch, I was reminded that everything we were having was grown on the farm. As always, a lovely visit with three lovely ladies who like to cook as much as I do!
