I spent much of my adult life in Dunkin’ Donuts country (aka Massachusetts). My idea of the perfect doughnut was forged by the variety of delicious treats that graced the shelves of my local Dunkin’ Donuts establishment.
I loved to stop at Dunkin’ Donuts on my way to work for a cup of hot coffee and a doughnut. But I admit that I’d rarely tasted any other establishment’s doughnuts, so I had little by way of comparison.
Around 20 years ago I was on a business trip in North Carolina. An associate of mine who lived in the area picked me up early one morning at the hotel and, as we were driving to the meeting, I asked him if he knew where the nearest Dunkin’ Donuts was.
He gave me a quizzical look because he was unfamiliar with Dunkin’ Donuts. “You want to stop and get a doughnut?” he asked. “There’s a Krispy Kreme near here. We can stop there.”
I’d never heard of Krispy Kreme before, but since I hadn’t had time for coffee or to eat anything before he picked me up, I agreed.
My world was rocked that morning. Never had I experienced anything as light and airy as a Krispy Kreme doughnut. It was like eating a sweet, delicious, glazed cloud.
Sorry Dunkin’. We had a good thing going, but your heavy, cakey doughnuts don’t cut it next to those incredibly delicious Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Especially when they’re fresh and hot from the cooker. Oh yum!
That said, the coffee at Dunkin’ Donuts is better than the coffee at Krispy Kreme. Sadly, where I live now in the San Francisco Bay Area, Dunkin’ Donuts and Krispy Kreme Doughnut stores are few and far between. But there are great cupcakes shops galore, so I’m surviving￼.
Written for Linda G. Hill’s JusJoJan prompt — my first of the year — where today’s word, suggested by Liz Husebye Hartmann, is “donut.”