This weekend my husband and I went to a wedding in the Outer Banks of North Carolina (you know, where the Wright Brothers first flew?). We had almost killed each other on the 6 hour trip down in Memorial Day traffic, when we rolled into Corolla, North Carolina. I asked my husband to pull over because I had to go to the bathroom. He pulled over at Duck Donuts. When I walked in, the cheeriest (is that a word?) cashier I have ever met greeted me. I felt guilty, like I had to buy something from her. So I did, and boy I didn’t regret it.
Duck Donuts was founded in 2006, by a vacationer who realized there were no fresh donuts in the beach town. They serve old fashioned cake donuts, dipped in different glazes. But not Dunkin’ Donuts hard, dense cake donuts, but light and funnel-cakey cake donuts. Delicious. The glazes come in flavors like lemon, raspberry, chocolate, and more. You can also get sprinkles, coconut flakes and anything else that will stick to icing. And they are all served warm.
The cutest thing was when a girl came in to submit an application for a summer job. The manager said: “I can offer you a job for sure. There’s really no training. It’s not a hard job. We make donuts. And we make lots of people happy.” I loved that. It’s a philosophy more restaurants should have.
We sat in the parking lot and ate a lemon and chocolate glazed, in silence. We couldn’t even speak. And we definitely weren’t arguing. And we got two more to go. Definitely a place to check out if you’re in the area.