
But I can't help myself. I need some loukoumadas right now. I crave them. Every culture has their version of fried dough and biased though I may be, I think loukoumades--light and fluffy puffs with sweet honey drizzled over and then sprinkled with nuts--takes the cake. Or the dough. Or whatever. So who wants to volunteer to make them for me?
I'll volunteer to eat them with you.
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