Krispy Kreme - Go For The Glazed At least two hot dozen please at one sitting. Stay hungry my friend as the worlds most interesting man eats there. Feel the warm sugar rich oily flow sliding down your throat after dipped in hot coffee.
muffins were also hard to find. those states were not southern enough for muffins, or northern enough for donuts. nowadays, it's the same wherever you go, chains have ruined everything.
Donut song by ACE: How long has this been going on? How long has this been going on? Well, your friends with their fancy donuts Don't admit that it's part of a scheme But I can't help but have my suspicion 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem And you said you was never intending To break up our KK scene this way But there ain't any use in pretending It could happen to us any day How long has this been going on? How long has this been going on? Oh, your friends with their fancy donuts Don't admit that it's part of a scheme But I can't help but have my suspicion 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem Oh, you said you was never intending To break up our KK scene But there ain't any use in pretending It could happen to us any day And how long has this been going on?
I live in a town that has one of America's last, 24-hour, made-by-hand, locally owned, by GOD doughnut shops. One of the things I do every now and again when returning from a 0300 call-out is drive through for 2 or 3 still-warm cake doughnuts, or a tractor tire, or an Apple fritter that's larger than one of Hillary's pant suit pockets. If you're not cultured enough to know what a tractor tire is, then I can't help you because my %$#@!! Mac spell checker doesn't recognize "crueller" and I doubt that the lady at the drive through would know what you're talking about anyway. That's right. They have a drive-through, but if you go in, they'll let you try a doughnut for free if you tell them with a straight face that you're not sure if you'll like it. I do this on the way HOME from the call-out because the sugar crash would otherwise render me as unsafe behind the wheel as Ted Kennedy after an office party. Every time I get called out I'll pass at least one KispyKreme store, and I wouldn't go into one of them even if they gave away all their doughnuts for free.
As far as I can tell, that's a Yankee thing. They have some fabulous bakeries up north, but most people in this part of the country would have a hard time with the difference between a scone and a muffin.....and let's face it...... Anyone who would prefer a bagel to a made-from-scratch, grandma patted, oven-baked, buttermilk biscuit deserves to live where they make bagels. People who eschew biscuits, bacon, and gravy do not live longer. It only seems longer. *** btw....I was born a Yankee, which means I'm STILL a Yankee, for it does not matter what you eat, where you grew up, how long you live in the deep South, the car you drive, what you do for a living, who you marry, where you go to church, etc. you will never be Southern. Notice that I've lived down here long enough to place "what you eat" at the top of the list, for there is nothing more fundamentally "Southern" than food being more important than trivial little things like politics, social status.....almost ANYTHING else, except maybe what college football team you worship. If you were born 100 yards on the wrong side of the Mason-Dixon line, crossed over as soon as the cord was cut, and NEVER went back????? You're still a Yankee..... You're actually worse than a Yankee, but that's a topic for a different thread.
Sinkers or Floaters? We do both here in NWV with egg noodles sometimes in the chicken soup instead and pan fried boiled chicken. No grits, cornbread/muffins. Sad the sanitary nazis wont let us buy real buttermilk in the stores anymore. Bagels? I think they are a legal requirement in NY/NJ and the DC area on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturdays. Yes and I suffered through/survived the croissant/crepe craze in DC in the 80"s. Baguette? Oh you mean french bread. Union Yankees (Dutch, Deutsch, Swiss French, Anglo Saxon ect.) you bet.
We have a hole in the wall out the main Eglin gate that was called Tastos and there stuff is to die for but not cheap. Hot and fresh every morning. KK is the best chain outfit for hot doughnuts dropped off the conveyor belt into you mouth. But it is like Italian food, if you can find a real mom and pop hole in the wall you are very lucky. Just the opposite for me, born and raised in the South but all my neighbors as a teen were from, Chicago, Brooklyn, and Boston. So I learned to talk funny to the point that folks at the University of Miami thought I was from Boston. Italian retired old couple for NY heard I liked spaghetti and meat balls. She brought a dish tub full (to the rim) to me trying to fatten me up. I weighed 119 at that time on a good day.
