Most days I eat healthy food, but one day a week I eat my feelings. Lately, my affectual hunger has manifested in doughnuts. Here is what I have learned from my Saturday doughnuts:
1. when you have only one doughnut day a week, the doughnut actually tastes less tasty. Anticipation = let down. Case in point, this peanut butter raised doughnut with banana cream from the Doughnut Plant:
All I could think during the consumption was, this should be more peanut-y, more cream-filled more IMPORTANT.
2. The tyrrany of a once a week treat is picking the right flavor. As soon as the flavor has been selected and ordered you know that you were wrong.
It was the peach, damn it. The peach was the right choice. And now it is too late.
3. Raised donuts seem exciting because they are bigger, but that is wrong, they are merely a mirage of savory dough hiding the air within.
Lessons: eat a cake doughnut everyday.
Dana is a graduate student and nanny in Brooklyn.