If we were having coffee, it being National Donut Day weekend, I’d be inclined to read you a passage from The Fever, about a legendary Austin donut shop:
“The aggravation of Austin’s rush hour traffic spurred Sam to make a side trip on the way to work. Mrs. Johnson’s was a doughnut shop that had carved a niche in the collective appetite of Austin. If he drove past the shop late at night when the hot doughnuts were being freshly glazed, the aroma would permeate the air with a sweet and luscious fragrance that was impossible to ignore without stopping.
“My car starts shaking and then automatically pulls in,” he would joke to friends.
Despite its reputation, the store itself was not impressive. It was a low-slung frame building with peeling paint and a parking lot that resembled the lunar surface.
“A dozen glazed,” was his order. The clerk sauntered over to the production line and pulled his order from the warm doughnuts that were resting after being glazed. As he carried his prize back to the car, he savored the irresistible aroma and could feel a gentle warmth radiating from the box.”
More information on The Fever: http://www.thefensk.com
Since I haven’t had donut in a long time, it would be a nice treat
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Well, Friday was donut day, but I think something so important deserves a long weekend, right?
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I didn’t know it was National Donut Day weekend. Happy coincidence that I took the family out to Voodoo Donuts today.
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Personally, National Donut Day is my favorite holiday!
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