Want to cook up a menage of true love this Valentine's Day? Try my super easy, sexy-delicious donuts and have your man begging for more!
These taste just like the fancy raised kind you buy at the donut shop, fancied up three different ways for a menage-taste-sensation!
Jade's EZ Donut Menage
1 package regular sized (not jumbo) refrigerator biscuits
Vegetable oil for frying
For the toppings:
Powdered Sugar
Cinnamon
Vanilla
Unsweetened Cocoa Powder
Water
Heat oil in a saucepan or deep fryer until it sizzles/pops when a drop of water
is added. While oil is warming, open and separate biscuits. Cut each biscuit in half. Drop 3-4 at a time in hot oil and fry over medium heat, turning over as
needed until both sides are light to medium brown. Don't walk away from these, the cooking goes pretty fast! Remove cooked donuts immediately with slotted spoon to drain on paper toweling.
To make your menage of toppings/glaze/icing:
1. Mix a few tbsp of powdered sugar and cinnamon to taste in shallow bowl. Pat 1/3 of the donuts well dry with paper towels, then roll in the mixture.
2. Combine several tbsp powdered sugar in shallow bowl with enough water to make a thin glaze. Add a small dash vanilla. Glaze 1/3 of the donuts by coating in the mixture, then place on a wire rack set over a cookie sheet or pain to drain until dry. OR, set donuts on wire rack, then drizzle glaze over top.
3. Take remaining powdered sugar glaze (if any, otherwise heap a couple more tbsp powdered sugar in the same shallow bowl) and stir in cocoa powder to your preference. Add enough water to make a thick glace or "icing" consistency. Drop remaining 1/3 donuts, flat down on the top side, into the chocolate icing, then twirl as you remove them to drip off excess.
Makes 16-20 donuts (depending on how many biscuits were packaged in your brand)
Enjoy!
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BIO: When she's not whipping up hot, sexy treats, J. Rose Allister loves to whip up stories of hot, sexy romance from her home in Southern California. An avid believer in power dreaming, many of her story ideas come late at night, when good little girls are tucked in and sleeping. :)
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VIEW THE TRAILER: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAaUKTbb_Z0Blond, rippled, and intensely passionate about more than just martial arts, Evan is the owner of the Dakota Dragon karate school. And whether he’s engaged in combat or erotic maneuvers, he is more than capable of showing exactly why "dragon" is featured in the name.
EXCERPT:
Before she could react, Evan struck out of nowhere, flashed around and came up behind her. Taking hold of one wrist, he pushed her in a smooth, controlled movement against the padded bag until her cheek rested against vinyl. A squeal barely had time to escape her throat before he had her pinned with her wrist pressed into the bag over her head. He ran one hand along the length of her spine, the heat of his body fanning her mixture of panic and desire. A flaming chill went along with it.
He growled disapproval. “I thought as much.” His breath and words came in tingling puffs against her ear. “You came to train your body in fighting skills without so much as bothering with a bra?”
With equal lack of warning, he released her, and with a whoosh of escaping breath, she forced herself to turn and face him. Had it been that obvious? Her used gi top wasn't that worn, was it?
Try though she may, a quiver unsteadied her voice. “I don't like them. Too constricting for freedom of movement.” She folded her arms across her chest, her eyes flicking of their own accord to a visible change in the architecture of the front of his pants. “Not that it's any of your business. Bras aren't listed on your 'Required Dress' sheet.”
His laugh rumbled all the way down through her pelvis. “They shouldn't have to be. Nor should I have to wait for the rest of the class to leave so as not to embarrass you by mentioning it.”
So, they were alone.
Conflicting scenarios flashed through her mind, involving either running for her life or catapulting her celibacy out the window.
