I traveled to the Baldwin City Maple Leaf Festival with one goal -- I simply wanted to get my hands on one of these donuts:
Normally, I bypass cake donuts for their fluffier, yeasted cousins, but these cinnamon sugar dusted delights can't be denied. Each year I stand near the counter and watch with wide-eyed wonderment as a ontraption churns out donut after donut.
I think of Willy Wonka. As the donuts bobble in a bath of hot oil, I'm giddy with anticipation. As these delightful donuts ride the conveyer, I'm overwhelmed with emotion. As I watch the donuts receive a heavy dusting of cinammon sugar, I think that Edison's electric light might pale in comparison to this machine.
How can I convince my wife that I NEED one of these machines? Hail the Masonic Lodge Donuts at the Maple Leaf Festival!
Do I have sugar on my chin?