The Voodoo Donut |
Last Friday, the day before its grand remodeling, I ate a zesty butterfingering donut at Voodoo Doughnut's downtown location. A camera crew was there, assessing the situation come Saturday morning, as was a cool dude walking around with a Voodoo anchor. He was soliciting people to get their photos taken through the nut.
All I wanted from the exposition was a little info on the place, the ambience, and well, its donuts. I was pleasantly surprised to find that they weren't overpriced at all - most sat in the two-dollar range. Their website claims that the nuts start at ninety-five cents and go up from there.
Butterfingering Donut |
We also indulged in the dirt donut which had pieces of crushed oreos sprinkled all over the top and came with a vanilla frosting. Wow was it good! The raspberry romeo I ate at the house later on (how many are safe to eat in one setting.. who knows?) was excellent. I have an affinity for jelly-filled donuts ever since my bible school days and this donut hit perfection. The jelly wasn't too creamy or tart and tasted fresh - even on the second day. We should have gone back for more, but alas, there's only so much of your life that you can spend waiting in the donut line.
Speaking of which, hey! Guess who we met while waiting in line? We ran into one of the owners and creators of Voodoo, extraordinaire Kenneth Pogson. You may find him on the streets outside Voodoo engaging patient customers warmly or perhaps up on google image searches doing handstands.
Contrary to Portlandia's popular belief, there are three, count them three, Voodoo Doughnut locations, one in Eugene, to fix your sugar needs. Until I travel west, here's to you Voodoo!
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