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Top 10 Favorite Donuts

#10 Cinnamon Donuts

Cinnamon is really good in donuts. Cinnamon donuts is popular to eat on the go when you don't have time to eat a big breakfast.

#9 Chocolate Glazed Donuts

I really enjoy eating chocolate glazed donuts for a snack! These donuts are really tasty & like cinnamon donuts are really good on the go.

#8 Baked Powder Donuts

Baked powder donuts are really good & better for you health wise than fried powder doughnuts. I try not to eat fried powder donuts that often because if you eat too much you will have a stomach ache.

#7 Homemade Vanilla Cream Donuts

I always enjoy homemade vanilla cream donuts whenever I eat any of them.

#6 Jelly Donuts

Jelly donuts are delicious!

#5 Boston Cream Donuts

I'm not a Bostonian but a Yankee just the same. I really enjoy these chocolate glazed donuts with custard filling in the middle.

#4 Apple Cider Baked Donuts

It's Autumn & people just love to bake using apples. Apple Cider Donuts are really delicious!

#3 Eclairs

I love eclairs enough said!

#2 Glazed Donuts

I am such a big fan of glazed donuts because they are so tasty!

#1 Strawberry Donuts/Strawberry Glazed Donuts

I love strawberry especially strawberry glazed donuts. I even like strawberry glazed donuts with sprinkles. It don't matter where I'm at if it's a breakfast or donuts party I always eat strawberry glazed doughnuts. No wonder their my favorite donuts.

Mentioned above were a list of my top 10 favorite donuts that I love to eat. If you enjoy doing lists as much as I do, then I want to encourage you to do a list or lists. There are so many bakers online that have a list of the different breakfasts, snacks, and desserts that he or she like to make on their own websites. People are such an inspiration & don't realize how the different things that they love to bake are great topics to write about in a blog and what is so inspiring, it's tempting to people that want to bake. I hope that all of my readers enjoy!

TOP 10 FAVORITE DONUTS LIST

Father son moments 1985 & 1989

When I was growing up it was just me & 3 of my older brothers, and my mom. I remember my father because we kept up with each other. Me and my father would keep in touch by talking on the phone. I'm a constant reminder from my family how much I'm reminded of my late father. My father was introverted-extroverted like I am. My father always remembered me on birthdays, holidays, and when there were events coming up (My father made sure he give me money to buy me food which he would always tell me). I'm going to tell 2 occasions when my father came thru for me.

My 2nd oldest brother, his wife, and their 2 children came to stay with my mom and my older brother and I in Hartford in 1985. My 2nd oldest brother was going through some marriage problems to his wife and they needed counseling in a major way. My 2nd oldest brother decided that he should keep in touch when my mom, my 2 older brothers, and I visited him the months that my 2nd oldest brother was in jail when he came to Hartford from Detroit, MI (1984-1985). My mom never knew that my 2nd oldest brother was married until they chatted on the phone. My 2nd oldest brother was in a backslidden stage & he thought that if he came for a visit that my mom can help my 2nd oldest brother & his wife marriage problems. My 2nd oldest brother was a leader but the influence of drugs would cause my brother to backslide after doing good. My mom had been through 2 divorces from (my 3 oldest brother's father 1958-1970 and my father 1974-1981). My mom said these very words to my 2nd oldest brother, "When you were a child I made sure I raised you up in the way that you should go and when you were old you would not depart from it but when you became grown I prayed that the Lord will reveal himself to you whenever you strayed away from the Lord." My mom felt that there was nothing she could say to my 2nd oldest brother who was a natural leader. My 2nd oldest brother knew he was running from a calling in his life while living in Detroit (4 years at the time). My mom took us to a tent meeting I remember & I remember we all watched the 700 Club (that was the very first time I watched that Christian Program on TV). My 2nd oldest brother felt like he missed being in church because he had rededicated his life to Jesus Christ when he came to Hartford. The 700 Club was a powerful program I remember watching back in the 80's where people was being saved and delivered from all types of sin and addictions (some things really never change). My mom went to The Sunshine State of Florida and that was when my 2nd oldest brother and his wife was only supposed to watch my older brother, me, and their 2 children for a week but wound up staying an extra week. My 2nd oldest brother had went down to the state and told the people at the state my 2nd oldest brother, his wife, and his 2 children all live in Hartford and my 2nd oldest brother had Food Stamps come to address on Pembroke Street. My 2nd oldest brother's wife got the Food Stamps from the mailbox.

Meanwhile, my sister-in-law used up all of the spices in my mom's pantry cooking up all of the food in my mom's kitchen. My sister-in-law wouldn't feed me while she was cooking the food & sent me to my room after I yelled, "I'm Hungry!" It was hours until I had something to eat (about 2 or 3 hours). The landlord found out what my 2nd oldest brother had done and told my mom it was either my mom, me, and my older brother could stay in the house & my 2nd oldest brother, his wife, and their 2 children leave or my 2nd oldest brother, his wife, their 2 children, my older brother, and I can stay in the house and my mom would have to leave. My mom called 211 and told them that my 2nd older brother, his wife, and their 2 children do not live in Hartford, they live in Detroit and was supposed go back to Detroit a week ago (My 2nd oldest brother, his wife, and their 2 children stayed 3 weeks instead 2 weeks like they had promised. When my father heard how I was crying because I didn't eat anything my father was very angry at had happened.

My father came to the house on Pembroke Street and said to my sister-in-law, "Why you never feed the boy?"

My sister-in-law responded, "I'm sorry I was going to give him food when I was finished cooking."

My father answered, "The boy crying saying he hungry and you couldn't give him anything to eat Nigger!" (Blacks sometimes use this term to each other when they are very angry at each other but it's never okay to use it because if everyone said something like this when they got upset with each other and said that to people of the same race people think that that's the norm)

My father came and got me out of the house, my 2nd oldest brother, and his 2 children came out of the house and we all walked up the street to S-Less (now CVS) and we got something to eat. That was also a funny moment too because after my father told off my sister-in-law, my father went in the back yard where the landlord's brown Doberman pinscher (Kelly) was tied up at and my father petted Kelly and Kelly licked my father (Kelly was trained to bite you if he didn't know you and to not bother you if he knew you). My 2nd oldest brother, his wife, and their 2 children all stayed with my oldest brother, his wife (at the time), and their daughter in Hartford after my mom called 211.

Food Stamps looked like this back in the 80's.

Doberman Pinscher's are very active dogs. Very loyal and housebroken to advanced trainers. They also can be vicious if not properly trained. Doberman Pinscher's are cousin's to Rottweiler's.

Pembroke Street is about 6 minutes walk to Branford Street & the same from Branford Street to Pembroke Street. S-Less (now CVS) used to be on Branford Street.

The incident between me and these 2 boys happened on Blue Hills Avenue/Greenfield Street

Where my father walked from.

That was where I was coming from



It was the summer of 1989 and my father & I chatted on the phone. The plan was for me and my father to meet each other on Albany Avenue/Adams Street at the Jamaican Bakery in Hartford. My father would walk from Magnolia Street (where he lived at the time) to Adams Street (16 minutes walk) and I would walk from Pembroke Street (where I used to live at the time) to Adams Street (20 minutes walk). Everything was going smoothly up until I walked up to Greenfield Street area. These 2 boys didn't like me & they had beef with since we went to Trinity College summer program. Every time they tried to cause trouble I would get away every time.

Meanwhile, these boys were giving me a hard time and I tried to get away from them but they were on their bikes. I couldn't get away from them because they were a lot quicker on their bikes than I could run and try to get away. So as I tried to get away from these 2 boys they had me jammed to where I couldn't move. The 2 boys proceeded to give me a hard time. My father observed what was going on about a couple blocks or so away from them.

My father yelled and said, "Hey, what you think you doing messing with my boy!"

Those 2 boys took off so fast that they left their bikes behind when my father came. My father took one of their bikes and slammed it on the ground. My father had seen a police officer drive by on Blue Hills Avenue/Greenfield Street area.

My father said to the police officer, "Officer arrest those 2 boys for messing with my boy!" My father really came thru for me and that reminded me how much my father really cared about me. If you grew up in a single parent home & you have good memories of one of your parents who was not there to help raise you (whether it's just mom or just dad), it's important to remember the good in that parent because that will help you forgive mom or forgive dad for not being there when you were growing up. Those 2 incidents helped me to remember how my father was there for me & my father wished he was helping my mom raise me when I was growing up.

Gone missing for 3 hours 1986

 It's approximately 6 minutes walking from Pembroke Street to Holcombe Street & Holcombe Street to Pembroke Street and 1 minute walk from Pembroke Street to Thomaston Street & from Thomaston Street to Pembroke Street.

I was only 8 at the time and in the 2nd grade. I had gone to Rawson elementary school in Hartford. Elementary school can be boring sometimes when you are in school 8 hours a day and 5 days a week in one classroom. I remember a friend had talked me into going with him over to his Grandma's house. Now ordinarily I would go straight home after being in school 8 hours like that. I lived on Pembroke Street at the time, which is about a couple of blocks in walking distance from the school on Holcomb Street. My friend's grandma lived on Thomaston Street a block passing my street. I remember hanging with my friend and I had a chance to meet his grandma. Everything was going really well, my friend's grandma was really friendly and she offered me barbecue potato chips (Lays Potato chips to be exact) and apple juice. I am hanging out at my friend & his grandma's house and everything like I said was going really well.

Meanwhile, back home things were not going well because my family was worried about me & missed me. I was never known to run away from home before and it was not like me to not come straight home. In the 80's people didn't use cellphones because they didn't become available then (Thank God for that). I remember during that time children could always go to a neighbor's house and it was okay because parents didn't have to worry about their children being kidnapped. My mom tried calling the school and they informed my mom that I had left when school let out. My father had come by the house because he wanted to take me to the Park & and he wanted me to meet his girlfriend but he was informed by my mom and older brother that I was not home (my father was worried because he thought that I had run away from home). My mom wondered if what she did caused me to appear to have run away from home. I was thinking while I was at my friend's grandma's house that my family really cares a lot about me. I don't know if any of my readers who are reading understand what it is like being the baby of the family like I am in my family but you tend to think that your parent or parents are too over protective of you at times. Sometimes when children feel like that their parent or parents are too over protective their children sometimes think that what he or she is doing is never right in their parent or parents’ eyes because their parents are always fussing at him or her.

While I was spending time over at my friend's grandma's house I started to realize that I was putting myself as well as my friend at risk. For example, suppose my friend's grandma was a child abuser and she physically beat her Grandson? There is not a thing I could have done to stop it because although I knew the friend I was with I didn't know (or just met for the first time) his grandma. I was enjoying myself at my friend's grandma's house eating potato chips and drinking apple juice and it has been 3 hours and I was not at home, so it was time for me to call my mom and let her know where I was at and that I was okay. I asked my friend's grandma if I could use her phone to call my mom and she said "Yes." I called my mom and informed my mom that I'm a block up the street from my mom on Thomaston St. and that I'm with my friend at his grandma's house.

My mom: Paul where are you we have been worried about you!

Me: Ma, I am with my friend from school at his grandma's house.

My mom: Paul is you OK?

Me: Yes ma, my friend's grandma offered me some barbecue potato chips and some apple juice.

My mom: Paul, do you know that you could have been kidnapped?

Me: Ma, but she is really nice and my friend's grandma let me use her phone to call you.

My mom: Paul, please come on home your father was crying on the phone saying he missed you, your brother and me was worried about you because we didn't know where you were or what had happened to you.

Me: Okay I will ma. After I had gotten off of the phone with my mom, I told my friend and his grandma that I have to go home and they said, "Ok" and I walked on home and the moment I got home, my mom gave me a big hug and said, "Paul, Don't you worry me like that again!" After my family let me know how worried they were of me I never did anything like that again.

Barbecue chips are really good especially at graduation parties!

Washing potato chips down with a cold glass of apple juice or more is not bad at all!

The Radio Effect

Before TV and the internet evolved and became popular, people listened to the radio to hear news, listen to music, hear shows, etc. Growing up in the 80's and being a teenager in the early 90's I grew up using a computer for school. At the time, internet didn't become available until like the late 90's during the latter part of my high school years and early part of my college years. I am not trying to be discouraging when I say this so I am going to choose my words as carefully as I can. The evolving of the internet has made people become more shallow. I remember when people used to have a non-shallow point of view about things. Unfortunately, for me I happened to grow up when computers started being popular and I noticed how the "Hollywood" mindset started kicking into people. If you grew up like how I grew up, for the most part people had a plain and old fashioned mindset. What I mean by that is, people usually worked for what they wanted and didn't always expect mom and dad to get it for them. I'm noticing how people are becoming less appreciative and more focused on material things and wanting the top of the line stuff just to keep up with the Jones's. I am proud to say that I grew up watching a black and white picture TV set for 14 years until my mom bought me a little color TV that I had for 17 years until it blew out.

 

Nowadays, I listen to the radio and check the internet to get my news, listen to music, and watch the 70's, 80's, and 90's cartoons and TV shows that were really good back then. I'm not trying to be discouraging but the shows that come on nowadays is just not worth watching because of the content, the dirty language using profanity, promoting sex, violence, etc. If I can't see a good clean show or movie, I just rather not watch that particular show or movie because I am a born again Christian and I have to be careful what I watch. It's been quite some time since I watched TV. There is nothing encouraging about hearing bad news and frankly it's nothing to broadcast because it's not good. I rather just read it on the internet rather than hear it on TV if I'm going to hear bad news. I've always felt comfortable listening to the radio for the simple reason because I can tune in to a show, news, sports, politics, and I'm not stressed from listening to the radio like I get stressed from what I hear and see on TV. When you are in the media's eye, you have to act a certain way, say things so that it won't be misunderstood and get twisted around to sound like what you said was a whole lot worse than what you really said. I am content to hear news on my radio or surfing the internet to check out news that way. I think what is very annoying to people when they watch the news on TV is that things that were said is always twisted anyway. For example, a man robs a bank and demanded that the bank teller gives him $2,500. He tells the bank teller holding her at gunpoint that if she didn't give him the money that he will kill her and all of the hostages in the bank. This same story can be twisted around to be said, man robs a bank and steals $2,500 and open fire at a bank teller critically wounding her and he tells her if she calls the police he will kill her and all of the hostages. The point that I am trying to make is that people will tell the same story and twist it around to where you don't know what to believe because you heard so many versions of the story. I think that that is probably the biggest reason why I enjoy listening to the radio, you can catch a person in their own lie more by the number of times they change their story. I am not the one to discourage anyone from where they prefer to hear their news. However, I will encourage people to tune in to the best source that they can find that is not going to have them stressed out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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