We have discovered Duck Donuts and all its deliciousness. Some people might even remark with "finally!" when you hear all the hoopla surrounding this place.
What a deprived life my kids have been leading up until now.
It all started when Ian won a certificate for a free 1/2 dozen donuts at one of the Potomac Nationals games. We looked up the closest Duck Donuts (only an 8 minute drive away!) and went on a recent Friday night after dinner. We really had no idea what to expect when walking through the doors. Wow! It was like taking Dunkin Donuts to a whole new level! You get to customize the donut to just your liking. And get this, they make it hot and fresh while you wait. Wowee!
Sam and Ian each designed 3 donuts. You start with a coating, then a topping and can finish with a drizzle. IF I didn't have celiac disease can could eat one of these, this is what my donut would look like: peanut butter icing, topped with chocolate, and finished with a salted caramel drizzle. Now, if I had the chance to get two, I'd also do a vanilla frosting topped with oreos and drizzled with hot fudge. Ha! Good thing I have this important decision figured out.
Sam's preferences all had to do with chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate. One of her donuts even had crushed oreos as a toppping. Ian mixed it up a bit and did a cinnamon sugar coating with a lemon drizzle for one of his, and then did two variations of vanilla or chocolate frosting with different kinds of drizzles.
So we leave Duck Donuts and both kids are determined to not eat their donuts until the next morning. We actually told the kids we'd stop at Cold Stone on the way home knowing they were saving their donuts for the next day. However, we didn't make it in the car more than 30 seconds and Sam couldn't help herself. To watch Sam eat her donut was an event. The girl knows how to get the maximum enjoyment from every bite.
Meanwhile, I look over at Ian and he has decided to eat one of his donuts. Only he is doing it very stealthy-like and we shouldn't know about it. Maybe he thought when he got home he could officially eat another one if we didn't see him eat this one? I don't know. As much as I don't like math, seeing 3 donuts from his box go down to 1 is easy to figure out that he must've eaten 2. :)
We never did make it to Cold Stone that evening.
Meanwhile....
I love this photo! Jeff and Ian enjoying one of Sam's donuts she graciously let them have.
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