Whenever we head in and out of town via the West End, we see this house-turned-doughnut shop. It looks like a business that functioned years ago and has sat untouched. It looks like a dump. Except that this place is still going and receives plenty of rush hour business as people head to town for work. What attracts me (actual doughnuts aside) is the crappy cool homemade sign on the pink sided exterior.
The paint is cracked and peeling, the building is dirty, yet there is something about the lingering vibrance of this sign's design, simple as it may be. It called to me. One weekend morning we decided to finally check this place out. Behind the failing paint, dirt, and rust, we found a thriving family business with friendly service and a variety of fresh donuts. Hooray for homemade.
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That place is legendary! If you don't get there early enough you are likely to leave empty handed. We don't drive past there much anymore... thanks for the little memory! I recgonized the sign immediatly!
i recognized it too, i used to drive into town via the west end a lot and i would see this sign every time... i have a huge weakness for donuts...
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