NATIONAL DONUT DAY IN THE TIMES OF DOUGHVID-19



There's a lot of stuff going on right now.

One of the less terrible ones is National Donut day. You think I forgotten. You've been in quarantine eating Takki's and drinking coffee-less Irish coffees at breakfast time. You may find yourself a little... rounder. You secretly HOPE I've forgotten.

I have not forgotten.

I have no solutions to our current problems. All I have is donuts. Maybe they can help.

In a lot of less obvious ways I'm just making up, donuts are actually fairly similar to doughVID-19. They're easy to get, they're going to make some of you feel like absolute crap, and they're increasingly found at weddings, company meetings, support groups, and potentially may be spread by raccoons and other small animals.

Think about it. Donuts are the ultimate at social isolation. They have a nice open space in the middle for social isolation purposes. You can also order them individually - and handle them without anyone ever touching them because they have a HOLE IN THE MIDDLE.  Just like your lonely, lonely, isolated self right now.

In fact, as we continue your isolation, this may be the ideal opportunity to try ALL the varieties of donuts. Try something new!

Place a donut on a pole. Whip that pole forward and you can safely sling a doughrigable donut through the skies and into the maw of waiting cohorts and cronies.

While the world changes around the donut, the donut remains steadfastly resolute. Sure, sometimes the outside change with the seasons - a summer seasoning of lemon zest, a winter dusting of mint or hazelnut, unholy gobs of pumpkin spice because that's who we are now.

Find your local donut eatery and support them, ideally with dollars, which they will promptly take in exchange for their wares. Have a coffee safely with those you can, and, as a suggestion, maybe find some of the folks out there that are having a difficult go of it and offer them a donut and/or a coffee or coffee-like beverage*.

I look forward to seeing smiling faces again - I'm sure you and I will congregate in additional locations along the geographical and chronological slides - however, I am confident that a joint encounter will occur upon some luminous future date.**


*Whiskey optional.

 **https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9owz_fa5Bc4

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