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january, 2001 previous reviews
not jerky. not chew. jerky chew. |
greetings again from snack paradise
At the risk of sounding a wee bawdy, it's just a damn fine doughnut. I've said it once, and I'll say it again: Winston-Salem has the best snacks! Frankly, I am astounded that we're not America's fattest community. Between the smoking, the Moravian cookies, and the Krispy Kremes, it's a wonder we can wear store-bought pants. We'll never make the "America's Healthiest Cities" list, nor do we care. Take away our Krispy Kremes, and watch our entire town assume the fetal position, weeping. Homer Simpson, eat your heart out. In the late 1930's Vernon Rudolph had been doodling around with a doughnut business for some time, but broke with his partners to move to Winston-Salem, which would soon become ground zero for all things yummy. With a top-secret French recipe under his hat, twenty-five dollars and a newly-rented building, he began his sweet, squishy empire. People soon realized that these were not your daddy's crummy, heavy gobbets. These were mooshy! I don't claim to know (or care) about the ingredients that comprise Snacking Nirvana. What I do know is that if I show up around 10:00 p.m. at the Stratford Road store, I can watch dozens of delectibles rolling down the conveyor belt, through the glaze line, into a handy carryout box, and into my belly! In recent years, many of you have caught on to the wonder that is Krispy Kreme. They've gone public, built stores throughout the United States, and are now entering Canada. If you haven't eaten one, you've probably heard the word on the street. Which is usually a garbled, drooling, "paff anofer, pease. Oommmph." The difference between Krispy Kreme and "other" donuts, is that these are yeast-risen. If you've ever been to New Orleans' Cafe du Monde and had a fresh beignet, it's a close comparison. Small and lightweight, a fresh Krispy Kreme is warm, gooey with still-fresh glaze, and squishes to mere millimeters between your fingers. It is best that you not eat these on a first date. Unless you shove these in your maw, it's going to end up in your lap. And we all know how eating like a caveperson can really kill romance. The only tragedy with Krispy Kremes, as far as I'm concerned, is their coffee. It's okay, I guess, but for a really good cup you have to go to Dunkin' Donuts, where the donuts are merely mediocre. That's all the way over on Peters Creek Parkway, and by that time I'm half comatose and fear getting pulled over for DUD (Driving Under Donuts). So if you need a strategy for the evening, get your coffee of choice first, then head over to Krispy Kreme. Then make sure your designated driver can stuff you and your sticky, overfed face into the backseat, take you home, and stick you to your bedroom wall for a good night's rest. Not like anyone's ever had to do that for me. Okay, maybe just once.
Krispy Kreme Doughnuts |
