Back Door Donuts* in Martha's Vineyard

You'll smell donuts from at least hundred feet away. "Where are they coming from?" you'll ask each other. You'll find this sign:

But the pastries all look like shit. Ask after the donuts, and a twenty-something will roll her eyes a bit and tell you to go to the back door.

When you find it (go to the left and around several buildings), the line will look like this (or longer), which will take about 10 minutes (or longer).
Don't be tempted by the buttermilk crunch or jelly filled. Just ask for whatever's hottest.

We wound up with honey dipped, hot of the presses, just like Krispy Kreme except even more deliciously grease-soaked.

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*Would also make a great euphemism for rim jobs.

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