When I was a young girl I got to visit my relatives in Lancaster, Pa. on several summer vacations. My uncle was a "gentleman farmer". On the land lived a family that grew the crops. The wife use to cook for the family and that is how I first tasted these rich balls of dough. I never though about the recipe because that was the only place I had them. Recently I had a long phone conversation with my cuz and this recipe came up. She sent it to me and now I will share it with you. FAIR WARNING: I have not made this as I don't fry, and I'm just guessing on the amount It is rare for me to post something I did not make first, but my childhood memories tell me.....THEY ARE GREAT!