June 1st 2018 was National Donut Day and we thought nothin’ would be fina’

Than to hit the 5 best donuts shops in Asheville….Carolina.


So four of us jumped into our car and we headed on our way

My first donut was warm and fresh…they called it a beignet.


Second donut was a maple and blueberry cake I picked hot off of the shelf

I thought this donut was much too big…that I ought to pace myself.


But before I knew it I looked down at the plate in front of me

and my donut was gone…I had eaten all…it was on to number three.


The third place we stopped had already sold out…

Needless to say we were bereft…

so we bought the biggest cookie on the rack

thanked them…then we left.


By now it had been a few minutes without a donut

our taste buds were ablaze…

quenched by the next  donut: 

with a hint of graham cracker

and a wonderful key lime glaze.


We were starting to slow down a little

by the time we reached our last stop..

Still I found room for one large donut.

It had fermented pineapple on top!


Here I listened to my three companions

Who by now I had no doubt

After a morning of donut eating

Were thoroughly donut-ed out…


And I thought on National Donut Day nothin’ could be fina’

Than a donut tour with good friends here in Asheville…Carolina


And I smiled as I listened to their laughter

but my thoughts had gone astray

I was already making plans for December….


the 15th is Cupcake Day.

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While on vacation in Georgia…doing our camping thing

we heard a Medieval tale…of the one they call the Donut King.


This was not a Donut Earl or Duke or Viscount of whom the people sing

no these tales told of donuts made in Alabama…by a King.


They spoke of donuts so delectable …so mouthwatering and light…

that people travel from the 4 corners of the world…just to have a bit.


So we rose early one morning…as curious adventurers are wont to do

and we traveled back in time (1 hour) to Alabama

to see if these tales were true.


We saw the sign and immediately…then we stopped and parked the car.

The Donut King’s castle was old and weathered…as sometimes castles are.


But once inside the aroma engulfed us

and we thought of all the donut places we have roamed…

here in Eufaula, Alabama…our donut lust has found a home.


When the fair maiden behind the counter found out it was our first time

her smile met our gaze

then she handed us a free sample…still warm and dripping with glaze.


Deborah and I looked at each other and together we both knew it….

This was the best donut we ever tasted…

only I forgot to chew it.


We began ordering donuts quickly…now in Medieval donut heaven

and when we finally looked inside the box…we ended up with seven.


We took them to the parking lot and as we ate them we started to sing….

realizing here in Alabama…we were in the presence of the king.




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