Is it our imagination, or do donuts taste better when served to customers on a lazy susan from behind bulletproof glass?
Clearly, people kill for the sinkers at Dat Donut (8249 S Cottage Grove Ave). Which is understandable. Take Dat's custard donut, with its dense, eggy filling and thick, powdered-sugar exterior. It's so sublimely doughy it's like a pillow one could nap upon for epochs. Conversely, the caramel frosted donut is light as air, smothered in finger-lickin' icing that melts over the sides.
Chocolate long johns, apple fritters, Boston cream - the list goes on for the hand-cut yeast bombs at this shop on Chicago's far South Side. But the hubcap-sized Big Dat remains the sweet to beat. Even behind thick glass, under fluorescent light, its glaze glimmers and dazzles.
Is it worth the possible gunshot wound and/or the onset of diabetes to obtain its glazed goodness?
"Yeh," the counter girl says, and she spins out a half dozen on the lazy susan that prove it.
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