There was only one shop keeper in all of Konoha that would sell Naruto items. At first it was because the Hokage demanded it of him, but as time wore on he came to...accept the brat. So when Naruto walked in the owner only smiled and continued working, instead of throwing him out. When the child didn't immediately head for the instant ramen, he paused in his work and watched his progress through the store. He grabbed a big pot, lots of vegetable oil, yeast, shorting, milk, sugar, salt flour, butter, eggs, and vanilla extract. The owner's eyebrow raised.
"I didn't know you could cook, Naruto-kun."
"I can't. But I've had a lot of practice making this."
"And just what are you making? I've never seen such a strange collection of ingredients."
"It's a secret, but If you'd like I'll bring you some."
"I'll try anything once, Naruto-kun." And with that Naruto pays for his ingredients and happily makes his way home.
The dough was easy enough to make, just measure and mix together. It was waiting for the dough to rise that got him every time. But once it was finally ready, Finally, all he had to do was heat the oil, cut the dough and pop it in. He had the flipping down to an art and all 12 came out perfect. The glaze was also easy to make, but knowing that few people in Konoha would like it, he spared six from the sticky sweet mess.
The first of those six went to the his academy teacher, Iruka-sensei, who was surprised, and a bit suspicious when he was told Naruto made them on his own.
The second went to Hokage-jiji, who enjoyed it and asked Naruto to make more soon.
The third went to Hyuuga Hinata, in thanks for the bruise salve she gave him during the chunin exams.
The fourth and fifth went to Ichiraku-san and his daughter, Ayame.
The last went to the store owner, who immediately demanded the recipe.
The last six, covered in the sticky sweet glaze were gone in less then an hour, devoured like Naruto was a starved man. After all, years without doughnuts, or Ramen, would break anyone's resolve to space them out.