We have made fattigman every year since I can remember, sitting around my parents' kitchen table. My dad was the expert roller for years and years, but now my brother has proven to be a very capable roller himself. I have really just been a worker bee all these 30-something years, simply acting as a twister. My mom, brother and sister in law did all of the frying this year and what a superb job they did! I don't fry and my dad got out of it because Baby Peter was conveniently napping on him. : )
The Dough
Rolled Dough Cut into Diamonds
The Twisted Fattigman Chilling on the Porch
The Finished Product
Fattigman - "Poor Man's Cookies"

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