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The red plastic cylinder with the plunger on top--I'm trying to recall the aroma of the donuts frying in the skillet. You filled the cylinder with batter and held it over the hot grease, pressed the plunger, and out came a donut. Why was I frying donuts when Peggy wasn't allowed to eat them? My mother said my sister was too fat. Could I have been that cruel? Maybe I'll have to find one of those donut makers and see if the memory comes back :-)

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