At the Farmer's Markets down at the footy oval every Sunday, there's a stand that makes, on-the-spot, "organic" donuts (I don't really care about the "organic", but they do). Anyway, these aren't rolled by machine, but my hand, making them a really rough-and-tumble affair, size of a bagel, but a surface quite hacked-at but which therefore catches an enormous amount of the cinnamon sugar they're rolled in straight out of the fryer. Warm, melty, sweet-sweet-sweet and yummy, they're enough to give me a migraine within about 15 minutes, but it's worth it.
Okay, so the 2nd May is a Saturday, but when it's Sunday here it'll still be the 2nd somewhere in the world, so I'm in.
Cheers,
Marc
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