Sweet & Sour

First off, gotta say, those people at Dunkin Donuts has done a huge disservice to the sweet culinary confection from which they derive their name.  They have unfortunately popularized the donut while I, in the whole donut vs doughnut debate, staunchly plant my feet on the side of the doughnut.  It's not that I'm against donuts.  I love eating them just as much as doughnuts.  Give me a dozen of either and I'll be content.  But, doughnuts have so much more character and class (even flair for that matter).  The quick, 1-minute, instant, microwaved American meal is to the donut what a ritzy, upscale dinner with a glass of wine is to the doughnut.  If someone walked up to me on the street and ask if I wanted a donut or a doughnut, without a moment's hesitation I'd respond, "Give me the doughnut."

With that cleared up, let's continue.

So this was actually yesterday.  I was lazy and didn't post.  But lucky for you I make it up in a sweet two-for-one deal, actually a sweet and sour two-for-one deal.  You'll see.

Anyways, yesterday was Pi Day, and there's me sitting on my chair thinking, "How should I celebrate Pi Day?"  After all, any event that has its own day obviously has to be celebrated.  I didn't want to be cliche or boring so that ruled out eating a pie.  Instead, I just thought circle and rolled with it (get it? circles roll.  actually wheels roll, but they're circular.  give me a break. I thought it was funny).  And thus it was decided.  Doughnuts, or in this case donuts, it was.

My favorite donut is the chocolate coconut cake donut.  My second favorite is the glazed stick.  But, wouldn't you know, the Dunkin Donuts on Penn's campus doesn't have either (nor does campus have a Chick-fil-a.  that's another sore spot).  My third favorite is Boston Creme.  You gotta be kinda careful with those though.  Sometimes the person making them has absolutely zero idea what he's doing and he injects the creme all on one side of the donut leaving the other end as dry as the Sahara.  Instead, I chose the festive green icing for St. Paddy's Day (is that just the way people who can't talk say St. Patty's or are they two different things?) and the old favorite, glazed chocolate.

Would ya look at this?  Just look at this!

I love taking macro shots of food.  It makes the food seem so tall...and handsome....

...or rather, a giant skyscraper of a donut towering miles above my head.  I gaze upwards, dumbstruck, consumed with the thought, "It's all mine!"  And then I start eating.

Of course it completely defies logic that I would be able to fit a donut thousands of times larger than myself into my stomach, but the whole donut mansion/skyscraper thing is completely realistic.

So planning out the mode of approach.  It came down to size vs. beauty.  The bottom right with the double cross has some really nice texture and contour, almost a landscape look to it.  The intersection of the three lines just adds to the beauty.  The left side however, with the single cross and where it looks like somebody decided to sit, is most certainly wider and thus has more icing.  And, since I'm really here for the sugar, that's where I when.

That didn't mean I could resist taking a picture of the pretty side.

So we've gotten down to business and isolated the area of interest.

Just one issue remains.  There is far too much do in that do-nut (see? that would have made so much more sense if I had said "far too much dough in that dough-nut) compared to icing.

Now, it's chopped down to size.

 And like almost all icing covered desserts, it enters the mouth icing-side-down where it meets and happily unites with the tongue.  Just remember, in grade school they taught you about the different types of taste receptors and where they are on the tongue for a reason.  It's so you know where on your tongue you're suppose to put this baby for maximal enjoyment. 

And now for the sour.  So Logan, Casey, Andrew, and I go down to the dorm office this morning bright an early to get in line for subsidized movie tickets.  Gotta love house events.  We realize, "Hey, out of the twenty people in line, we're the only dudes."  Who'da thunk that we'd be the only guys interested in seeing The Hunger Games.  Really, it's basically a gladiator fight in the forest - that's what I'm hoping.  What I'm hoping it isn't is Twilight 2.0 since the last thing I want is to decide whether I'm on Team Muscles, Team Sparkles or some other Vertice of a Love Triangle Team.  Why can't I just be on my own team, Team Awesome.

But my mind was soothed when I saw these things in the candy basket.  I haven't seen Warheads in ages!  Probably non since middle school when the best thing to do with these was play "How many can you put in your mouth at once?"

Wouldn't these things be sweet weapons for the hunger games.  Here you go enemy-who's-trying-to-kill-me, have some candy - BAM - gotcha!  No godbite in those things.