The article showed up again when I grabbed the May paperwork. It's a nice time of the year to do things outside, so I asked Hubby Tony if he was interested. He quickly said yes. There was nothing on the calendar for this morning so we decided to crawl for doughnuts, but we put our own spin on the activity.
A couple of decades ago my stomach would have easily taken in multiple fried sugary treats. Now it would rebel. Tony picked two of the locations that were a half hour on foot from each other and suggested we walk instead of drive.
Our first stop was
Vincent Van Doughnut
(located in the Grove neighborhood), where everything is hand made and
artesian. I chose Lemon Lavender yeast doughnut, which was glazed and topped
with lemon zest and lavender buds. Tony ordered a wonderfully dense Blueberry
cake doughnut, topped with a thick layer of blueberry frosting.
There was an option to eat in, which we did. The associate placed each doughnut on a china plate and we carried them to a table where we cut each in half and shared.
After ingesting the first pair of doughnuts we set off towards the second bakery. Thirty-five minutes later we arrived at Pharaoh's Donuts, which was tucked away in a small storefront in the Central West End neighborhood. The display case had a nice selection of old-school, basic donuts. This time I ordered a traditional glazed and Tony chose crumb-topped buttermilk cake. There was no option to eat in, but we found a place to sit outside. Once again each doughnut was divided in half; that way each of us sampled four different types.We walked back to the car via a different route and by the time I was sitting inside I had almost completed my 10,000 step goal for the day. I considered that a good offset for some of the calories I consumed on the adventure.
Five years ago today: I'm In Love....










