Friday, December 7, 2012
Restaurant review: “Hampton’s Donut Bag” gives ya that tingle
You'll go put on a belt just so you can undo it at the table.
UNIVERSITY PARK Who doesn’t love donuts? Who doesn’t love fresh donuts? Who doesn’t love warm, fresh donuts? I am talking, made to order, quite possible orgasm inducing donuts. Laugh all you want, but have you had the donuts from East Hampton Sandwich Co? If not, your pants are probably safe. But if you have, you probably make sure to pack a change of clothes in your car on days you stop in for lunch.
The donuts at East Hampton Sandwich Co get fried to order, then while they are still hot and sparkling with oil, they are tossed in a brown paper bag with what can only be described as a “fuck ton” of cinnamon and sugar.
After licking every last morsel of lobster from my plate that at one point contained a delicious lobster roll, and wishing I had pants on so I could unzip them, I may have been slightly insane to order dessert.
However, intrigued by “Hampton’s Donut Bag,” I pressed on. I am so glad I did. They were light, airy, but full of sweetness. I was still able to pack away half of the order on top of my lunch. I may have said a little eulogy as I wiped away a tear and tossed the last one in the trash.
$3 gets you a bag of these beauties. When was the last time you paid only $3 (legally) for something that made you this happy? My meet-cute with the donuts may have happened almost a week ago, but I can still taste those warm donuts, fresh from the fryer.
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