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| - As a huge donut fan, I had to find a good donut house to satisfy my addiction after relocating to the northwest part of town. I turned to Google and on someone's Top Ten places for donuts list, was Dee's donuts, and they weren't located very far from where I'd just moved to.
I made it to Dee's around 6:30am, and found the semi-steady flow of customers reassuring. I was greeted immediately by both of the two women inside, and they seemed pleasant enough. From this point forward, things didn't look so promising. With my attention on the display cases, I rattled off the six donuts that would make up my half-dozen, and only then did I realize the donuts were all being tossed in single brown paper bag. $6.35 for six donuts (and a couple free donut holes) is more than reasonable, so no issues at the register. But next to the register, however, sits a fairly large bowl of some kind, half filled with dollar bills and plenty of change. Taped across the front of it, was a piece of blank white paper on which one word was written: "Tips."
In most instances this doesn't bother me one bit, but leave you a tip at the donut shop? Im buying the donuts...you are handing them to me. What is the tip for? Maybe i will start tipping 7-11 clerks. Or the guy in Walmart electronics when I buy batteries. Needless to say, after paying my total, and feeling extorted out of my loose change, lest I be morally judged by those in line behind me, I dropped it in their tip aquarium.
Feeling slightly irritated looking at the brown paper bag now seated next to me, I gave in to the urge for a bite, while sitting at a red light. Reaching inside, my fingers locked on a donut hole. After eating one, it was apparent why they were freely given away. They would have gotten no complaint from me had they not had the texture of bread products when people don't tie the bag up. Anyways, they were free.
Once I got the soiled paper bag alone with just the two of us, I dug inside for an old fashioned glazed. My thinking when ordering was: stick to common favorites, that way they should be in the top of the class of what they make here. I can't accurately describe how "average" they were. Some places just don't do old fashioned well. Regular glazed was still average, although slightly too hard for me. My final disappointment would come when I discovered I was given creme-filled maple bars, rather than the creme-free variety. Because the maple was wonderful, albeit too little, I will give Dee's 3 stars, afterall, the counter help was very friendly.
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