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| - People's donuts preferences are as varied as what makes great BBQ or who's momma's tomato sauce is the best. That being said, I'll go out on a limb and say I'm a fan of Pink Box Donuts.
The shop smelled great and everything looked really clean. The service was quick and friendly, as far the staff was concerned. We did however, have to wait longer than we should have to place our order. You see, there were two woman ahead of us, with a small child and they were blocking the entire case. At first I was cool with it, as I assumed I was looking at a mini me and the little girl was just in awe of all the beautiful donuts. NOPE! They were actually on the phone telling someone what every donut was and waiting for that person to make the choice. Seriously!!
We went with a half-dozen. Well, because as much as my heart wanted a dozen, my waistline did not. My guy had the buttermilk bar, a chocolate cake donut and a cinnamon tornado. Of course I had to try his too. I usually get an apple fritter whenever we get pasties and this outing was no different. Delish! Moist, sweet, with a nice amount of apple mixed throughout. I also had a sweet potato donut, which for me was unique and YUMMY. I'll be getting more of those this fall.
And last but not least, I finally I had my very first Cronut. A maple bacon Cronut to be exact, and darn it all, I loved that thing! I really didn't want to. But that gimmicky, over exposed, fried, flaky, buttery, handful of deliciousness has my number. And I really want it to call me. Now!!
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