One of the rather few things I knew about Portland before I decided to go visit it, was Voodoo Donuts. It was just one of those things that seem to come up about Portland. I'd seen it referenced in TV shows and blogs. So when I stumbled on it at 10am on a Monday morning and there wasn't a line I had to try it.
To be honest, I don't need to go again. It seemed rather gimmicky to me. They were trying to be as outrageous as possible, and they were outrageous. But it seemed to be just to show that they could be, not because it was a really brilliant donut. Just as much sugar and weird things you could fit on a donut as possible. No finesse. And more with the idea of quantity over quality.
I had a chocolate donut with vanilla frosting and crumbled butterfingers on top. Can you say sugar? It was a decent donut, though a little dense and verging on dry. I love butterfingers, but along with the vanilla frosting it was just so much. And while there was the wow factor of putting candy bars on the donut, the flavors were pretty standard. Chocolate, vanilla and peanut butter brittle. Nothing surprising there.
So thanks Voodoo Donuts, I'm glad I got to try you for myself but I won't be coming back. I'll stick with Blue Star donuts next time I'm in Portland. Which, I will be showcasing in my next post, so stay tuned!
Getting to visit Portland was such a treat. I got to spend a few days simply wandering the city and taking pictures. One of the best things was stumbling upon all the different street art. It's really pretty awesome that this little poem was stamped in when the sidewalks were made. Well done Portland.
kaitlin k walsh
Adventurer armed with a camera.