234: of donuts, and flat tires...

When I was a youth unequivocally my favorite donut was the Boston Crèam. Chocolate on the top, custard filling- not quite as sweet as an eclair, but still a tasty treat. Post College, I had a tryst with the French twist. Although it never really took the place of the Boston Crèam in my heart, it was often the second donut of choice. So, on a two donut day, I’d start with the Boston Crèam, and close out with the lighter, more textured French Twist.

About a year ago the apple fritter (pictured here) became my favorite donut.

It is far more voluminous, often has chucks of apple in it, and oh so tasty. For the record, my preference is from the Giant Grocery bakery across the street from my work, or from Bing’s Bakery in Newark. The Duncan Donut Apple Fritter has a hollow taste, and while decent, is unsatisfying. The $1.75 apple fritter from Starbucks is a totally joke. Overpriced, under flavored- save your money…

But I digress, recently, I discovered a donut that I have not seen anywhere except for the bakery at the Grocery across the street from work. The Croissant Donut. The donut is shaped like a croissant, light, airy and flaky like the croissant, but somehow sweeter, and tastier. Larger in size and weight than the traditional donut, but not as voluminous as the apple fritter. So more filling, but not too filling. Lately, this has been my donut of choice. I also believe that because I haven’t seen this option at any other bakeries, that it makes this donut that much more special. I like to imagine it is the creation of our mad grocery baker. Has anyone ever seen these anywhere else?

Perhaps a product of my recent donut affair, my karma seemed pretty ugly as I slipped out for a ride this morning…

So I was out the door this morning at 6:00am. My helmet light would guide the way. Sure I hadn’t charged it this week, but it’s good for 3 hours of burn time, and I only rode 2 hours last week, I should be fine. 15 minutes later I find myself in the woods in the dark, at 6:15 am.

Curses.

Not to be dissuaded, the trails were frozen and really fun, so I decided to do the “jedi” and ride in the dark, which really wasn’t too bad as dawn was breaking and it really was kinda beautiful out there.

While ripping down a super fun down hill I felt a little saggy in the rear. Sure enough I had a flat tire. 6:34am, I am standing in the heart of the park at least 3 miles from anywhere and I have a flat tire. Because I have my tires set up with “Stan's no flat”, I don’t have a tube to change the flat. Know why I set my tires up with Stan's? Because I hate getting flats, and I hate carrying an extra tube.

Curses Foiled again.

Needless to say, it was a long, grumpy ride on a flat tire back to civilization

Further inspection would show that I had tore the sidewall in two places causeing my flat. Have to hit the tire pile in the basement and see what I can come up with...

here's hoping for a better ride soon...

respect
fatmarc