A naught made from dough, the donut is the sweet nothing of New World pastries. Deep-fried, the "dough-naught," "doughnut" or just plain "donut" is a breakfast object of myth. While numerous cultures feature tasty fried gobs of dough, the standard ring-shaped form seems to be a New England/French/Canadian/Dutch hybrid.
One story claims that the donut was given its current incarnation by a crusty Maine sea captain who stuck a sweet roll on the prong of his ship's wheel during a storm. Perhaps some enterprising Quebec bakers took the idea and turned it into a specialty. Or maybe the eternal circle of dough has always been with us, just waiting to be dusted with sugar and coated with chocolate. Today they're being produced by a few dedicated bakers in our area.