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February 24, 2011 I got this column in even later than usual this week. But I couldn't help it. Everyone else in the office (i.e., my business manager and my personal assistant [i.e., my wife and her sister]) were heading out on a field trip to Donut World at 2509 Battleground, directly across from the Subway and BP station.
It's the second doughnut store by the same folks who run the Donut World on West Market, but after living in Greensboro for 28 years (as of March 2), I have acquired the native attitude that driving all the way across town is just so ha-a-a-ard. (I grew up out West, where you think nothing of driving 15 miles for lunch and 50 miles for dinner.) So I knew nothing about the original store.
Here's the skinny – no, that's the wrong word. Here's the dope (and that's much closer to the addictive truth):
Cake doughnuts so delicious you almost don't care whether there's icing on top or not. The cinnamon-crumb topping is great, though, in case you wondered.
Cinnamon rolls with the perfect balance between sugar, cinnamon and light but not air-filled pastry.
Old-fashioned doughnuts so good they make you want to cry.
French doughnuts (of a shape and kind I never saw in France, but maybe they're new there or I just went to the wrong shops) with a delicate pastry more like cream puff than doughnut, light and delicious with just a bit of chew to them.
So here I am, 15 pounds into a save-my-life diet, and a doughnut store this good opens up five minutes from my house. The universe wants me dead. But ... what a way to go.
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