We made sopapillas a couple of Sundays ago. They weren't as awesome as I remember they were when my dad made them growing up, but we still enjoyed eating them with honey and powdered sugar. The boys always want to help me make anything, and now that the weather is getting cold, and we are inside more, I often have two chairs pushed up to the counter with all of the whisks, wooden spoons, measuring cups and spoons, and bowls. It is a huge mess, but we have lots of fun.
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